Fling Stories

Fiona sat on her desk, in a clean white button down shirt and her house shorts, staring at the rain drip off the ends of the leaves of a giant Mango tree outside her window. She hated the rain, it was always the heat that turned her on. Yet, the drops of rain running down the windshield of her car outside reminded her of the droplets of sweat originating from Vivian's brow and running down his neck and athletic firm body....