Thread: ___Aphrodesic___ {Acitar x Xinavee}

Dont forget to take out the trash, Miles. Aunt Bea was calling from the living room where she sat in front of the tv where her shows were on. The plump elder woman in her seventies was more of a grandmother than an aunt, but despite her sometimes-demanding ways, she was sweet and caring and adored Miles almost as much as she adored the aging golden retriever she dubbed Monika that was her ever present companion. Almost. Oh! Miles? She tried to get up from the old chair she used, but only half made it, plopping back down not quite having the strength to make it. Miles? She tried again, this time using her walker to pull herself up. It was a new tool and she didnt like the fact that it was more necessary than she wanted to admit. Her round wrinkled face with the scraggly white long hair tied up in a bun was sticking out all over as her huge glasses magnified her cataract blue eyes as they turned towards Miles. The neon pink walker came wheeling out towards Miles at the door, making her faster than if she had tried to waddle towards him on her own. Dr. DeVow will be here this afternoon to check on me. The name was not new. Bea said it often enough, but only as a title, particularly around her gossip friends. Always Dr. DeVow, as though trying to impress others that she was important enough to have a Doctor that made personal house calls. Make sure to stop and grab some milk and lettuce in case I can convince the doctor to eat with us. Bye-bye now. Drive safe. Aunt be would stand there looking out the screen door as Miles got into his car, her VERY high waisted knit pants, practically in her arm pits as she lifted her hanky high in the air and shook it as she waved. She would wait there, waving the whole time until the car would turn down the road where she couldnt see it any longer. It had been almost a week since Ahnika had met the young shy Miles boy. Her work at the free clinic and teaching hospital put demands upon her time, but she couldnt hide the smile that flashed across her face at the thought of seeing him again perhaps that night when she checked up on Bea. And the weekend was quickly approaching. Maybe she would find him out on the beach, this time in his trunks. Maybe. Shaking her head, she chided herself, as she climbed the stairs of the library, for even wondering such a thing. The boy certainly would have forgotten about meeting her by now. Ahnika was just off work, wearing her stylish white business dress. It cut off at mid-thigh where the large buttons that ran up one hip accentuated her long legs and the curve of her hip before shifted up to stop just below her breast. Evening was fast approaching and she had hoped to find an audio book or two for Bea when she spied Miles behind the library counter. Flashing him a brilliant smile of half shock and half pleasure, she grabbed the closest two romance audios before she sashayed towards the counter and plunked them down. You didnt tell me you worked at the library! Ahnika was genuinely delighted to see him and she pressed her hip against the counter as she leaned against it. Did you work at the library in your home town too or is this your first time? Her turquoise eyes would glance down at his hands as he checked out her items, pushing her thick dark mahogany hair back behind an ear as she leaned forward a little, the movement unwittingly revealing the hint of a lace scarlet bra underneath the business suit coat, Maybe I can steal you for a few hours here and there to help with the clinics reference library. Standing back up, Ahnika tucked the audio books away in her tote, and turned to leave she presented him with that natural sway of her perfectly round rear. Almost as quickly she had turned back around and called his name, Miles? Her slender elegant hand pressed against the top of the counter, boasting herself up while the other would grab at the front of his shirt, hauling him across the counter towards her, unless he pulled back. The smell of her would fill his senses, expensive cologne and woman as she pressed her nose against the curls at the side of his ear. Her warm moist breath would tickle his lobe and the shell of his ear as her whisper purred against him, Can I have my towel back? Such a provocative pose could not last for long, and Ahnika, who was merely teasing would release her grip as she grinned and slid from nearly on top of the counter. The soft click of her heels accentuated by the light bounce of her breasts as she pushed herself back and waved, before walking away.