Wine-country Affair
from Silken on Sex
Silken on Sex #79. Summer's end. Time for the grape, both sipping and harvesting. I've got this huge extended family here in California–we were here prior to the Gold Rush–and there are miles of vines in one appellation named after a great-great auntie of mine. Everyone gathers at the winery for The Press and for futures tasting, and during one of the gatherings some friends of my cousins caught me in an odd moment. I'd just gotten off the phone with my lover, who was on his way out of the country and was pouty (though he denied it) over the fact that I was not accompanying him this time. Jim and Bev were on the deck sipping chardonnay when I stepped outside. I was tucking my phone away in my cleavage when he looked directly at me and said "That gives a whole new meaning to 'you're talking to my breasts'," and then laughed at his own joke. I smiled politely at him, remembering that he and his wife owned a local B&B that my cousins had cross-promotion arrangements with. Be nice, I told myself. Bev held out her hand. "You're Kay aren't you? I'm–" "Bev," I interrupted her. [...]
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