Call me

"How long are you in town for?" Amber asked me with smile, leaning forward to kiss me lightly, her large eyes dancing happily. I could tell it had been awhile since anyone had made her feel wanted and couldn't help wondering what that cro-magnon she had married was thinking if he neglected her the way I suspected he did.

"Only the weekend," I answered a bit sadly, realizing that this had probably been a one time affair.

"Oh," Amber replied, a small pout on her full lips as she too realized that this was unlikely to happen again. "That's too bad, John," she added, her fingers running along my chest.

"Yeah," I agreed dumbly, looking down at her with regret. "If I come back again, I'll..."

"Oh, definitely call me," She insisted even as we both realized I never would. As I opened my mouth to reply, to falsely promise I would Amber leaned against me, her arms going around my neck as her mouth covered mine in a hard, hungry kiss. When we parted once more, she simply smiled up at me breathlessly, "Thank you, John," she sighed before turning and walking out of the locker room.

"Damn," I hissed to myself, shaking my head as I started to straighten out my clothes. Glancing in the mirror I judged myself to be presentable once more, I was slightly flushed and my clothes were a little wrinkled but hopefully I could excuse it by saying I had been dancing too much. She was one hell of a dancer, I laughed as I stepped back out into the gym.