#Poise

One Hundred Words (ok, 93) of flash, inspired by reading. -M

Walking down the hall, past the bedroom door, I stop dead in my tracks and double-take. She is on the bed, reading. But she’s naked, crouched on her knees, turning the page on the pillow-propped book, her adorable butt upraised.

Before I can even think to utter anything other than a wordless exclamation, she turns to look back over her shoulder at me. That look.

“Well?” She asks, back arching ever so slightly, tush poised just so.

I have no argument to make. Her case is unassailable. Fortunately her ass isn’t.