He stood there. Looking at her. And she stood there. Looking at him. I thought you were going to do it, her friend challenged her. So she leaned in and kissed him. On the cheek. And, well, he returned the affection, kissing her cheek, gently. Then she and her friend walked away. She slowly turned back, toward him. And smiled. He smiled back.
Not five minutes had passed when she returned. She stood in front of him. They looked at each other. Go on, her friend encouraged. She closed her lips. Puckered them. And closed her eyes. He responded. He, too, formed his lips into a kissable formation. But he didn’t close his eyes. He wanted to see it happen. Their lips carefully pressed against each other. And, slowly, they backed away from one another. He looked at her. He smiled. She looked at him. She smiled. And then, again, she walked away with her friend. Never looking back. He watched her go. A dreamlike expression plastered on his face.
BonaFideAffairs 
You just took me back 42 years. Thank you. 🙂
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oh, you are welcome…. my mind went back about that far as well…. 🙂
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Aww so sweet.
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🙂
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Nothing like that first kiss…and an “encouraging” friend! Nice job.
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thanks, leigh… 🙂
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Aww, he wanted to see it happen. That’s sweet. A kiss can be such an amazing expression of true love.
Silvia @ Silvia Writes
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so true, silvia…. an expression of love….. 🙂
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Ah…how sweet
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🙂
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Fine flash fiction … or a story start.
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Hope you have a lovely weekend.
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Ah, just a quick write… hm… a story….. 🙂
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Such a sweet moment!
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🙂
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Nothing like that first kiss:)
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🙂
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