Reaching the front door Samantha
unlocked it and went inside. Stephen wasn’t home yet.
Stopping she picked up one of his
shirts and smelled it. A smile came to
her lips as if his scent was a happiness
serum.
Truly, it was. Not only happiness, but
desire as well.
She put the shirt down and then
picked it back up. Going into the kitchen,
she sighed at the sight of dirty dishes.
What she wouldn’t give for a dishwasher! She shook her head to clear it and then took off her blouse.
Taking his shirt she put it on and
rolled up the sleeves. At least now she
didn’t feel alone in doing the task at
hand Tonight was left over night so she
didn’t have to worry about cooking
dinner at least.
Stephen in general was so easy going that he really didn’t seem to care that sh
