"The Devil called – he wants his weather back" I told him when I walked back out on the porch with a cold beer for both of us. He smiled at the joke but I wasn't kidding for the fourth straight day it was hot as hell outside with no relief in sight. We were sitting in the porch swing not touching of course trying to find some relief, which wasn't coming. Finishing his beer, he got up and asked if I would like another I told him sure.
He came back out with two beers, a Popsicle and a twinkle in his eye. "I think I have a way to cool you off", he told me waving the frozen treat. Oh really I replied with a smile, and what do you plan on doing with that?
"Unbutton your shirt." he said. I never wear a bra because of the size of my breasts – just a handful no waste, complete perfection. My nipples are quiet large in comparison though and seem to always be at full attention – hard and long sticking straight out. We live in a quite neighborhood and with the trees and porch no one had seen our outside adventures, or at least complained if they did. I quickly undo my shirt and wait for him. "you better hurry or it's gonna melt" I say with a smile.