Welcome to WIP Wednesday hosted by Melody! It’s been a while since I had the pleasure of participating with this great group of authors but a new year brings new adventures and here I am…
For those who aren’t familiar with WIP Wednesday, this is our opportunity to share a little teaser from a current work-in-progress. The stories are likely to change as they make their way down the writing path through revisions and edits, but it’s fun to share a little sneak peek into the creative process along the way.
My writing slowed down a lot at the end of 2014 while other activities took precedence but I’m happy to say that I’ve been back at the keyboard and I have a couple of new ideas that I’m working through. It may seem strange that although the holidays have passed, I’m still plugging away at a Christmas story but well, I am. Better late than never, right? Although the story takes place around the festive season, it is as much a glimpse into an erotic encounter between two lonely people as anything else. I hope you enjoy my short snippet and please feel free to share your thoughts.
Inadvertently, my attention returned to the amber haired woman sitting diagonal to me. She had her eyes closed and I wondered what images played in her mind as she rested? I glanced down to her chest, bundled away in a thick winter coat and marveled in the way I could see her chest rise and fall with steady breaths. I imagined her breasts, full and heavy in my palms, nipples pert and light brown to match her hair. Did she taste as good as she smelled? I shifted uncomfortable, fully aware of my thickening cock. I pretended to read a news article as I reclaimed my breathing and returned to normal.
My phone vibrated again. Avoiding my family this Christmas had only made things worse. I had lied and send I would be spending Christmas with Emily’s family and now everyone assumed that meant I had finally bought the ring. The truth was, Emily and I had been more off than on in our three year relationship and while everyone seemed to believe we were an ideal couple, I didn’t see it. She wanted to see me tonight according to the message on my phone. Agitated, I typed an angry response. After our last fight, I hadn’t expected to hear from her again at all but before I hit send, I softened. I backspaced through my harsh words, canceling them out completely and put my phone away. I would come up with a better response later.
The truth was I didn’t hate Emily, I hated myself. She was everything I was supposed to want in my life right now and the only reason we weren’t married with a kid already was the fact that I was too stubborn to accept that she was exactly where I should be in life. Maybe my family was right, I thought with a sigh. I glanced back at the auburn haired girl and much to my surprise, she was staring right at me. I even looked around, startled, to see who else might have captured her attention but most of the other passengers around me had already gotten off the train. She smiled and my heart warmed. It was a sign, I decided, and in a last minute effort to salvage whatever I could of my failing relationship, I took the next stop and made a detour to the mall before work that morning.
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