Micro-flash fiction:

The nude beach was Miles’ idea.

Lying on a towel alone was Sarah’s idea.

Sarah warned him that others would be looking and that once gazes were exchanged then taboo thoughts kicked into gear.

He understood and admitted that admiring her from afar was like gambling with affections and emotional highs and lows. “Like betting on horses at the track,” he concluded.

“Except,” she replied with a finger on his chin, “I win no matter what.”

😘😘😘

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