Racking

You'd think one night in a wine cellar would clear up an affair. With Jannis and Cordula it clears up nothing – except that he stays.The harvest is over, the crew has left, and Jannis scrubs barrels at the Vendl winery: by day the cellar hand, by night the rest. Cordula, forty-nine, makes the rules, and she makes them slowly. Then comes the invitation to the autumn fair of the Palatinate estates – and with it Roderich: wine merchant, "e;Cordi, my dear"e; and a smile that makes the wine an afterthought. He talks about volume and about how he could get more out of her.Cordula sees everything. In the middle of his sentence, in front of everyone, she lays her hand on the back of Jannis' neck. And then the two of them don't go into the house but down into the cellar, where a pale stripe of light falls across the barrels and she gives him a single instruction: "e;Don't be like Roderich."e;A steamy short story about jealousy, patience and a mature woman who knows exactly when something is finished. Part 4 of the series "e;Mature women – The MILF Files"e;. For adult readers 18+.Grab this steamy short read now and watch Cordula draw the young cellar hand, drop by drop, off everything that still clouds him."e;He's right, you know. Roderich. I could get more out of it. If I wanted to."e; "e;And do you want to?"e; One corner of her mouth. "e;Sometimes I just want someone to understand why I don't want to. The wine he means wouldn't be mine anymore. Do you understand that?"e; "e;Yes,"e; I said, and I meant it. We didn't go into the house. Without either of us saying so, we went over to the cellar (...) "e;Roderich,"e; she said quietly, right against my mouth, "e;would be talking about volume right now."e; Her fingers found the top button. "e;Don't be like Roderich."e;