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    What Could Have Been

    Story written on February 17, 2016 by kins40.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=93113
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    A simple hug. But one that could yield so much promise. Bette imagined their bodies falling deeper into each other, moulding to fit so perfectly that neither of them would want to leave. Sensing happiness and comfort like it had never been felt before. Clinging a little tighter but not too much. Bette then imagined.

    A simple hug. But one that could yield so much promise. Bette imagined their bodies falling deeper into each other, moulding to fit so perfectly that neither of them would want to leave. Sensing happiness and comfort like it had never been felt before. Clinging a little tighter but not too much.

    Bette then imagined.

    A walk.

    A walk in Central Park.

    Why, there? Simply because it was possibly the most famous park in the world; Because entering its perimeter would be like stepping in a different world; Just like walking alongside the beautiful blonde would be.

    And Bette would be holding her hand. Lacing their fingers together. Feeling her palm against hers. Realising how perfectly they matched. Light skin contrasting against her darker, olive tones. Not bothering with the looks they might get. Not wanting to hide either because there was enough of that already in her daily life.

    Escaping the hustle and bustle of the city and being able to hear their thoughts for the first time. Following the tidy trails in and out of the leafy shadows, never running out of things to say and amazingly knowing pretty much a half second ahead of the other what they were going to say next.

    And then spying an empty bench, only just vacated by an old couple. Bette would notice how the retreating pair matched in their attire. A lifetime together tended to do that; subtly getting partners to mirror each other. They needed not talk, just cherishing everything in the twilight of their years. A smile was enough to convey all that was required.

    So Bette imagined.

    They too would sit down on the bench vacated by the couple who seemed to have found the recipe for eternal happiness. They would sit close and feel the warmth from their bodies permeate through their clothes. They would talk for hours. Not noticing the sun moving slowly around the inner edge of the canopy, casting the last of its warm rays across the silver surface of the large pond.

    So Bette imagined further.

    Moving sideways. Placing a leg on either side of the flat slats of their seat and urging the blonde to do the same before gently coaxing her closer. Allowing her legs to rest on top of hers.
    Because their conversation had grown …sexier. Because they knew that their meeting had one purpose. And Bette had wanted to kiss the beautiful blonde for a while now.

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    2. Mmmmh, nice and hooot! ;) Beautiful daydreaming, though a little sad.
      Anyway I’ll stick around too for more.

      Kins, it’s so good that you’re back. I love your writing! Just recently I reread your Savannah series. Always a wonderful reading to come back to.

      Thanks for posting.

    3. Thank you a nice, very nicely written short story.

      Sorry the year has not started well for you hopefully it will get better.

      I too am taking another trip to Savannah and look forward to your next new post.

    5. Kins40:

      Thanks for coming back, your tale so romantic, so well written, so hot, and certainly sad some times is how life is. I hope this 2016 will get better for you, life is unpredictable, and the best things may be coming up just around the corner. I will also waiting for more of your stories and I’ll stick around as every body else.

    7. So pleased to see you back.Missed your writing Kins.

      What a lovely day dream.

      Beautifully written as always.Very hot too.

      Look forward to reading your new story.

      Wouldn’t dream of not sticking around for that.

      Hopefully your year will soon get better my friend…x..C

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