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Behind the Counter

She walked through the doors of a new herb store she'd never been to and was greeted upon entry by a friendly - and handsome - man working behind the counter a few feet away. 

His easy-going smile immediately welcomed her. 

As she approached the counter, she not-so-obviously eyed him up and down, appreciating how well-built and groomed his body and dress were—this handsome man became even more so with each step toward him—it was noticeable how much effort he put into himself. The woodsy scent he wore made its way to her nose, catching her off guard momentarily. Instantly drawn into flashbacks of many sensual and naughty memories of steamy nights with her previous lover, she closed her eyes and breathed him in without realizing what she was doing

She smiled and couldn't help but blush when she opened and lifted her eyes to see the handsome man behind the counter, curiously watching her, his smile growing.


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