Author’s Note: It has been far too long since I have
written anything for public consumption. Yet, when are summoned by Naomi, you
do your best to get off your butt and get the laptop hopping. With a solid
playlist blaring in my ear, I will try to string together a few sentences and
hopefully at the end of it, there just might be something … here is a little
bit from my unfinished novel.
There was a scent of jasmine in the air
leaving no doubt who was there, Alice. Jasmine
smelled a particular way on her. Alice took my hand and said she would walk me
home, I reluctantly agreed. I wasn’t really in any condition to be walking, but,
the night air would do me some good. We
talked about nothing in particular, as if she hadn’t shattered my heart,
leaving me standing at the football stadium, looking at a set of taillights. I
decided to drop it and continue enjoying the moment. We were half way to my
house when we decided to take the alley between Kaufmann grocery and the Moose
Lodge, then things began to get interesting.
Alice stopped and pulled my head down. She
began giving me a deep, searing, kiss. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Her
hands exploded my body, as our tongues explored each other mouths. I broke our
kiss to tell her my apartment was close, but she placed her finger on my lips,
as I began to speak. She unzipped my jeans announcing her intentions. Her
breasts were ample and soft to the touch. She pushed her breasts into my hands
softly moaning as I squeezed gently. She unbuttoned her blouse placing my hands
where she wanted them. I leaned forward taking her rigid nipple in my mouth. I
nursed it gently at first, as my hunger built, the harder I nursed. I could
feel her hand stroking me to an erection.
Alice
pushed me against a stack of bread racks and began kissing her way down my
stomach. My god her tongue felt good. Her
tongue swirled around and around my navel. She slowly began working my jeans
down to my knees. She had a firm grip of my cock. I could feel the warmth of
her breath on the tip. I closed my eyes, still not believing what was about to
happen.
Then the door swung
open and knocked me and the bread racks to the left. It was Mr. Kaufmann. Alice
ran off in a roar of laughter. I followed once I got my jeans up. We laughed so hard, I ran into a nearby
dumpster.as I tried to button up my jeans. Alice was a bit more graceful. She dodged the
dumpster without breaking stride. As I recovered I could hear Mr. Kaufmann
swearing behind us, but all I could make out was “Damn kids, get a room!”
