Salsa or Die

Being old doesn’t mean acting old and Pam knows her husband’s couch potato lifestyle will send him to an early grave. Determined not to loose her spark of life, she takes a Salsa class. As she tells her husband, Jeff, dancing wont’ break the bank or your leg.

She savours the sensual feel of her hot dance partner’s hands on her body, controlling her moves, pushing her away then pulling her in close. Will Jeff get with the beat his wife’s dancing too — get out of the recliner and on his feet — and pull her back into his arms before it’s too late? Or will Pam dance away from forty years of marriage?

A Short Story in the Silver Night Collection.
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