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Erotic Megamix 7
(Darren G. Burton)

Hard Promises





From the balcony of his hotel suite, high above the city of Sydney, Jarrod stared out over the harbour and admired the Sydney Harbour Bridge. Lights reflected on the water and the city was ablaze.

He sipped from a glass of scotch on ice and inhaled deeply of the warm night air. Recently he'd given up smoking and right now, alone with his drink after a long day of conference talks, he really felt like lighting up. The urge soon passed, though, as it always did. Even though he may still feel like a smoke from time to time, he no longer felt like he needed one. The physical cravings were gone. All that was left was the mental association he had with the habit, like when drinking alcohol and coffee.

He heard his mobile phone ringing and he ducked inside to retrieve it from the bed. When he saw who was calling, he smiled and answered it.

"Hi, Babe," he said, speaking to his wife, Christie.

"Hi, Babe," she replied.

They always called each other that.

"What you doin'?" he quizzed.

"Not much. I've just had dinner and now I'm missing you. When are you coming home?"

"Late tomorrow afternoon. I'll be home by dinner time. I can't wait, actually. Five days in the hustle and bustle of Sydney is enough for me." He grinned. "Plus I've been missing you too."

"That's good to know," she said, and he could tell she was smiling on the other end of the line. "How's the conference going?"

"Great. We've covered a lot and I've certainly learnt a lot. I've had enough of it, though. Just wanna get back home to my gorgeous wife."

"Your gorgeous wife has been lonely at nights without her man to snuggle in close to, to kiss, to touch and be touched by. My body has missed you as well."

"Trust me, so has mine."

"Tell me what you want to do to me when you get home," she said.