I remember wasting a wonderful afternoon with my college girlfriend back in the Big80s. My roommate was at class so we had the tiny dorm room to ourselves for the afternoon. I asked her one favor. Her eyes widened, wondering what this freak was going to ask for now. She was naked under my bedsheets already, what more could I need? “Could you please put in my dress shirt but not button it up?” She looked relieved and almost laughed. “Oh, sure,” she said, as if to say, “Is that all?” She sat up and put on my striped Oxford shirt and in two seconds she looked amazing. The blue and white pattern framed her firm, young breasts and flat stomach as she licked the cream from the Yodels I kept in my tiny dorm fridge. This is what I wanted for so long, all of my fumblings with girls in high school had lead to this moment. I looked at her belly button, so dark and perfect and the space between her breasts that I had kissed not 10 minutes before. We spent the afternoon talking, getting to know each other as the afternoon light faded with music playing on my mini boom box.
This picture of Danni Ashe takes me back on this Throwback Thursday.