Don’t Tie It…

Her husband was sitting on side seat, staring at her wife through car window. She was approaching towards the car. Her jet black long wavy hair flew across her sublime face. From the distance both gaze met and smile reciprocated. She sat on driver seat and searched blue ribbon to tie her hair. He inhaled her seductive fragrance of lemonade perfume deep into his lungs. She grabbed ribbon and pressed between her lips to gather hair.

“Darling, don’t tie it” he softly touched her hand and said smilingly, “Your tousled hair makes you more gorgeous dear… just let it wave…” and he winked at her flirtingly.

Her rosy pink lips blushed on his compliment and released her hair. Silky naughty braid slid on her left cheek. Unwittingly she grabbed that braid and tucked it behind ear.

He just observed and blushed; drinking her beauty from every angle.