Kindness
The way her hands moved over him in the dark.
She knew he hadn't been with a woman in years, not since the death of his wife.
Her leg over his legs.
Her fingers, cautious.
It was a kindness, really.
This sharing of the sadness,
reawakening of the body
MR
2021-0106
written for #Erotica280 Prompt 472
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