Naked Truth by M.D. Saperstein

Author:M.D. Saperstein [Saperstein, M.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: M.D. Saperstein
Published: 2016-04-18T04:00:00+00:00

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Being that I am 28, and have lived in Florida more than half of my life, I was embarrassed to admit to Violet that I have never been to Disney World. We didn’t take many vacations when I was a kid, and when we did, it was usually to visit relatives where we had somewhere free to stay. And as I got older, and travelled with buddies or exes, Disney just wasn’t on our radar. So when Violet agreed - albeit a little reluctantly - to go with me, I felt like a kid again. And I’m going to make sure we have the time of our lives.

I pick her up Sunday morning before the sun rises so we can get an early jump on the day. A sight for sore eyes, she walks out in a cute little sundress and of course her Chucks. This time they are yellow, just like her sunny disposition. My cock hardens at the sight of her overnight bag, and I have to have a quick chat with him. We have a long drive ahead of us and I refuse to do it hot, bothered, and hard.

I hop out of the car, grab her bag from her, and greet her with a kiss on her temple. She’s so beautiful I can barely stand it.

“Hi,” she says shyly.

“What’s a happenin’, hot stuff?” I watch closely as she processes what I just said. As the laughter escapes her lips, I feel compelled to lean in and kiss her deeply. My tongue swipes across her lips and she grants entry without question. Just as the kiss becomes more passionate, I feel her pulling away slightly. Then I realize where we are. Shit. Her parents could walk out at any minute.

I meet her eyes and smile, but take a step back. I make sure to continue holding her hand, though. I find that when I’m near her, I need to be touching her. Anywhere. I just need the contact.

“You ready?” I ask, giving her hand a little squeeze.

“Let’s go, Long Duck Dong!” She surprises me by once again by getting my movie reference. I throw my head back in laughter then shake it in disbelief. This girl.

As we turn to walk to my car, I hear a screen door scrape shut. I look behind me to see a beautiful woman walking toward us, wearing a warm smile on her face. She looks exactly like Violet but with darker features, and it gives me the perfect glimpse of what my flower is going to look like in twenty years.

“Oh boy,” I hear Violet murmur. “Good morning, Mommy. What are you doing up so early?”

“You didn’t think I would let you go without saying goodbye and meeting your friend?” she asks Violet and I know it’s more along the lines of checking to make sure I’m not a serial killer.

“Mom, this is Jordan. Jordan, my mom, Mirabel,” she reluctantly introduces us.

I place Violet’s bag on the floor because I refuse to let go of her hand that I am still holding, and then outstretch my hand.

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