This is a short story I am writing please comment. Silently water lapped against the driftwood, the air humid, sticking to the skin. Pungent smells of must and musk heavily hung in the air. Breezes of flowers scents mixing provide a pleasant distraction. Light from the stars and torches reveal shadows, dancing in rhythm. She stirs, the blanket falls slowly to reveal her shoulder. In a quick blink he scanned the room, to see her stir again. Slowly and quietly he worked his way to the edge of the bed. He grabbed his underwear in route to the bathroom . She reaches out feeling for his presence only to find emptiness. Water running in the bathroom, calms her concerns. She opens one eye enough to see him through bathroom door. She then pretends to be asleep hoping to be awakened by a poke. He grabs the toothpaste squirts a generous amount into his mouth and begins to wash for the next round. From the bathroom door he can see her. One leg soft and smooth above the covers, a delicate shoulder peeks above the blankets. He toys with the idea of waking her up but dismisses it quickly. As quietly as possible he slips into the bed. She senses him and waits. No poke. No gentle caress. She backs into him until she can feel him pressing against her. The reaction nearly instantaneous in both. She woke first, paddling the way to the bathroom to get her robe and slippers. She then entered the kitchen where the coffee pot beckoned. She flipped on the TV being greeted by a cacophony of sound from the dirty movie from last night. She doesnt remember it being that loud. He deserves breakfast she thought. He may have not hit all the notes but he kept on singing. He woke to the smell of bacon and more importantly to silence. Hopping out of bed, after fumbling in into pajama bottoms, he headed for the window. An expansive stretch woke the muscles still sleeping. His eyes now focused. The coffee pot holding the precious brew gurgled its last noise. She poured a cup, then hesitated, listening for sound of life from the bedroom,silence. The kitchen was appropriately small and convenient. Subsequent to the rattling of pans and the popping of the toaster, breakfast appeared on the counter. She called out to him. He replied hungrily. Breakfast was passed with discussions of the coming day and of possibilities. A small warmth grew. He was primed for an adventure. Looking foreword to exploration. Being brave in the face of several hours of purse holdings and interrogations, he smiled at her thought. Sustaining him through this ordeal will be the thought of her,the woman. Her mannerisms, from the way she gestured to the way she had of posing at just the right moment. He smiled at his good fortune. She read the fashion magazines and the social reviews with conviction. She was in a place that had all that. Suddenly it occurs to her that he might become anxious, well, we will work something out later she thought. The rush building inside her called for relief, a trip to the bathroom then we can leave. Music from their generation was playing on the radio of the car. Sun poking through the trees at odd intervals argued with the noise of the tires. A peace and contentment fell over them both. The time was past in reverie. The day went much as expected, for lunch they checked out a tip from one of the sales girls. The restaurant was a hole in the wall. An Italian place complete with hanging Chianti bottles and checkered table cloths. The smells from the kitchen made them both ravenous. He whispered to the waiter and was ushered to a table in the back, where the light came from the single candle. He took her hand with the other he went to his pocket and brought out a box. Looking through her eyes he saw inside her. His emotions welled. He started to speak only to be stopped by her finger to his lips. She opened the box to find a delicate gold chain. She recognized it from one of the shops, having commented on its delicacy. He must have went back to get it. He looked at her with eyes of wanting desperation. He glanced at the links of gold each link coupled with the next thinking of the similarities in beauty between the jewelry and her. The links as delicate as she, each link sparkled as did her personality, each role she played, companion, friend and lover, interlocked to produce a thing of beauty. The small warmth grew to an ember. When they arrived back at the room, a bottle of champagne in a high hat greeted them. Tired from the day she told him she was going to change. She went to the bedroom. He headed for the tub. The candles he collected during their trip were about to make a mood. He placed the candles around the room, started a bath then placed a drop of bath lotion to create bubbles. With the candles lit, he left the room. She was taking off her shoes regretting the choice of looking good rather than comfort. She disrobed occasionally glancing at herself in the full length mirror. She was reasonably shaped with great legs that ended in a cute butt she thought to herself. She was going to work him, make him beg, make him scream. The only problem was that she was just as aroused as he, The grasping starts the lust,her grapling at him and him trying to find purchase. They kiss strong and passionately hands searching,the feel of her body makes him ready the smell of her perfume and his cologne mix in a frenzy of abandon. He was on the phone when she slipped into the tub room. The scents and the candles stunned her. She got into the hot water, exhaled deeply and began to day dream. The dream was cut short by the memory that someone was waiting. With a devious smile she decided to shave her legs. The ember started to flame. He just got off the phone from the food guy which should be here in a short while. Ill take a quick shower, then make the bed, position the lotions, set the music. He finished executing the plan just in time for the food to arrive. He laid out the dinner, all was set. He wanted to catch a little of Sports Center while he waited. She put on a nightie she knew she wouldnt be in for long. She did not understand how a simple garment could effect him this way. She had remembered the past where he took her in lust,compassion and love. She wanted to see his desire again, feel him straining for control. She chose her make-up with deliberation, smokey eyes with pouting lips. She looked at her feet, now recovered from the long day, thinking the stilettos were worth the pain and she didnt plan on being on her feet very long. The slight smell of perfume preceded her into the room. Through the robe flashes of her legs were seen. This had a profound affect on him. Sports Center and the food where completely forgotten to be replaced by lust. But sticking to the plan he motioned her to dinner. Mostly they ate in the silence of anticipation. The meal was completed with a few glasses of wine. The warmth, turned ember that turned into flame became white hot. She stood and dropped her robe, taking him by the hand to the bedroom. He grabbed her and tossed her on the bed. She laid there delicate,vulnerable and insatiable. She pulled him to bed and kissed him passionately the burning began to ache. She presented her neck. His hot breath was felt on her nape. The writhing of their bodies soon in synchronization. The fever pitch of kissing coupled with the movement gave her a small release. He moved his hand to the small of her back, then dropped a little lower encountering her cheek that he grabbed. A thrill, a moment,a release left her breathless. Her reactions turned him into a frenzy of lust being fueled by every moan every sound. The writhing made it worse. Her contact with him, just another accelerate cast upon a fire an unquenchable fire. She moved, he moved, each breath counted. Each held for just another second, just another life time. The door bell startled both of them from their passion. He got out of bed with the intention of killing whoever was at the door. He opened the door to see a small child she said “Hi Daddy” with that his in-laws appeared. Jody got sick and wanted to come home he said. We tried to call but nobody answered. Upon hearing the “Hi Daddy” she got out of bed and resumed the role of mother,friend and lover.
Posted on: Sun, 29 Jun 2014 12:16:52 +0000
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