Description

I feel my breasts getting tight and sore, as if they were about to burst. I m leaning casually against the counter, but what no one can see is the man s hands squeezing my breasts, making the skin peek out through his fingers. If I stand perfectly still and concentrate, I can feel the tingling sensation of the small dark hairs on the back of the man s hands on my lower arm. I hold my breath and let out a quick gasp as I raise my head to observe him. I meet his gaze. This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust. Her intention is to depict human nature and diversity through stories of passion, intimacy, lust and love in a fusion of powerful stories and erotica.