She grasped his hand in hers and kissed the back of his fingers as her other hand discreetly reached under the table and traced a line down his alread... swollen cock. “I knew that it would affect him as it did me,” she thought to herself. They drank their coffee without talking but maintaining eye contact. She saw all the love that he felt for her in his eyes. Some emotions cannot be disguised and it made her feel very safe and adored. “You are my sweetheart, you know,” she told him. Robert. Habit after habit after habit. The chugging sound of the coffee maker drew me into silent retrospection. Why? Was it the habit of me that drove her away? The coffee maker chugged to a stop like an old car kept alive too long and I poured a cupful into my well-stained mug. Milk, two spoons of sugar, stir. Habit. I never had liked coffee, but she had taught me to enjoy the bitter sweetness that now just seemed to stick in my throat. Her empty cup across the table caught my eye as I sat down. * *. More

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