Mitch and Dana have a desire for each other which is unlike any other. Theirs is a hot, mad desire, with a wild animalistic side to it. They play a game with each other, the players each with rules known only to him or her. There are no hard and fast rules to this game. This is Mitch’s and Dana’s game.
Dana secretly watched Mitch out of the corner of her eye. She knew something was stirring in this strong and gentle man. His bright eyes were his biggest give away. She had noticed the sparkle in them at lunch, the sparkle which had been there all morning, and she knew that an erotic afternoon was inevitable.
Mitch was sitting in his chair watching her, but pretending not to be, wearing only a t-shirt and faded jeans. Dana stared at the bulge building inside those jeans. Mitch’s muscular arms were tense and he was moving his lower lip excitedly. Dana could read Mitch just as easily as she could read one of the erotic romances she loved to read, and she knew when his passion was growing. He gave off subtle signs, which he didn’t think were signs at all, but signs which Dana’s trained eyes never missed. Mitch’s skin glistened and she knew that naughty thoughts were going around and around in that lust-filled head of his.
Dana simply waited, anticipating which man would show up to play with her today. It was always exciting for Dana to wonder which man would be in her bed or just in her.
