Rush Hour

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I'm sitting in Atlanta rush hour traffic not sure why we aren't moving, but I'm vibing to the sounds of this sultry soul sista on the radio.
I look over to my left and the most gorgeous almond colored man is looking at me smiling. I feel flushed with fever from embarrassment. His window is down and he say's, "No don't stop I like watching you sing."
I love listening to sultry soul music also. I nod my head in agreement, however, I don't proceed to continue to sing instead I say, "whats your name sexy?"
In a low husky voice he says," Johnathan". ( So if you know me, you know I have a thing for men with a deep raspy voice.) For a millisecond I close my eyes and replay his name in my head. Nice to meet you I am Sabrina. His eye's closes and he say's Sabrina mmmmmmm_______ I like the way your name rolls off your lips. I am surprised by his response.
So Sabrina, if we ever get out of this traffic jam do you want to join me at my place for dinner?
( OMG What???) Ohhh __ Johnathan honey I'm not sure what to say? He replies, say yes. (I'm completely flushed now, palms sweaty and heart pounding.) Yes my love I would love to join you at home. LOL Johnathan is my husband. I love role playing so seductive...

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