This one is almost too easy ...
The date had gone far better than Perry had ever imagined it would.
"Hurry, help me out of this dress!" Angela cried as they returned to her apartment.
Perry's nervous fingers trembled as he unzipped the back of her dress and fairly well ripped the garment from her body.
"Do it now! Please! Now!" she shouted.
Perry began rubbing and stroking, ever striving toward full and total satisfaction.
More! More!! Harder!!! Harder!!!!!
Finally, he was spent.
"Didja get the ketchup stain out?" called Angela from the next room.
"Yeah, kinda," Perry replied. "Maybe you ought hang this thing outside now to dry."
My first X-rated post for the Friday Fictioneers! That is, X-rated as in X marks the spot where the ketchup stain used to be.
Wherever the stain was, the picture prompt is up above and the story's below, and this week I came in (poor word choice!) at a respectable 102 words, two above the prescribed limit. If you're ready to slip into something more comfortable for the other Friday Fictioneers, well, X marks the spot to find them here.
"More! OMG! Please More!" Yep, more Flash Fiction next week.