JASON
The drive to Loraine's house from mine was just a thirty minutes drive yet it felt like eternity.
When I finally got to her house, I pressed the passcode and I opened the door.
She was already waiting for me...right in the living room.
Standing in her silk robe, smiling.
The truth is...Loraine was not fifty...it was just a lie I told Andrea, so she wouldn't think too deep about our relationship.
She had always said...she looked younger then fifty.
The truth is...she was way younger....10 years younger.
And she was everything I longed for in a woman.
“You’re late,” she murmured.
“Its traffic,” I said, stepping inside and closing the door.
I walked closer to her and my hands went to her waist, pulling her against me and I slammed my lips against hers, she tasted of wine an
