I was jarred by something. I heard a gasp and a thud followed
by the sound of things scattering. I looked down to see a beautiful brunette at
my feet completely bewildered. As our eyes met, hers deep green, I felt
something other than just the embarrassment pass between us.
I reached out my hand and said, “Let me help you up.”
She became even more still than she was and I heard her
inhale quickly. “Yes, thank you.”
She took my hand delicately and, with as much dignity as she
could muster, let me help her from the floor. I retrieved her tablet and phone
as she grabbed her purse. She smiled warmly and put her hand on my arm and
said, “I am so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going.”
“Consider it my pleasure to be bumped.” I said with a laugh.
It has been so long since I have flirted I am not really sure how anymore.
“Join me in a coffee to make it up,” she offered. She seemed
to want to prolong our interaction just as I did.
“I was going to order milk and cookies,” I said.
“That's funny because you look so much like the way I always
pictured Santa, tall with jolly features and beautiful blue eyes.” She broke
eye contact and blushed.
Was it possible she wanted me as much as I wanted her? I
haven't been with another woman in what 50 years. Yes, 50 years, but the Mrs.
has cut me off and for the last time.
I smiled and laughed, “Ho, ho, ho.” and I watched her eyes
fill with wonder.
“Milk and cookies then,” she said. She ordered every cookie
they sold to go with our milks. We sat on the same side of the booth and talked
for what seemed forever and no time at all.
Soon she had moved so close I could almost touch her and I
wanted to so badly. What the heck, all she can do is say no. I put my arm
around her shoulders in the most casual way I could. She giggled a little, but
did not pull away. In fact she moved closer into my embrace.
Feeling cozy we didn't find much more to talk about, but
mostly held each other. Soon the coffee shop owner came over and said “Alright
folks, we are closing up. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here.”
He laughed at his own joke as he walked away.
We gathered our things and then she looked at me desperately.
“Oh, it is late. I only live a few blocks away, but would you mind walking me
home?”
Though it was late there still seemed to be a crowd on the
sidewalk. I put my hand on the small of her back to lead her through the crowd
while she led me to her house. I was very excited to be able to touch her and
she responded like electricity was coursing through her where my hands fell.
When we reached her door she unlocked it then turned to look
at me. “Wanna come in for a night cap before you head out?”
“I don't mind if I do,” I said so happy for any excuse to
stay in her company.
She looked so lovely and I couldn't believe she was looking
at me like that. I leaned in slowly and kissed her softly. She took half a step
closer and deepened the kiss. I put one hand around her waist and the other on
the back of her head as I pulled her closer still. Her lips were soft and
delicious as they moved with mine. I slid from her lips to her jaw line and
then to her neck. I kissed and nibbled. She sighed in my ear as some of her
hair fell over her shoulder. I inhaled her and she smelled like strawberries.
I moved the hand that was behind her waist down her side and
back up under her shirt. She shivered as my hand passed over her skin. I
reached to the back to undo her bra and was foiled by the hook and eye. She
giggled as she easily popped it off. I pulled off her shirt and stepped back
slightly to take her in. She was even more amazing than I had realized. Her
perky breasts called to me like sirens to a forbidden land.
Her lips gave a disappointed pout at the distance between us until she moved close again. Happy
once more, she started to unbutton my shirt. With every button she brushed my
body sending little electric shocks through every part of me. After my shirt
fell to the floor she started to sway as she slowly unzipped her skirt. In a second
it had joined our shirts and she stood there in her thong, knee high socks and
black heels.
I kissed her again, more fiercely than before. She was
feeling my body and I hers. I kissed my way down her neck again and this time
didn't stop. My hands found her breasts and as I turned one nipple back and
forth they both became hard. My mouth followed my hands and I licked, kissed
and slightly grazed my teeth over every inch I passed.
As I kissed her all over she deftly removed my boxers and
grabbed my erection. She made me feel passion I had not felt in so long I was
throbbing and felt like a man again. She pulled back and took my hand to lead
me to the bedroom as we entered I knew we were both now on the naughty list.
So not sure how long flash fiction is aloud to be, but this is piece is 922 words long. It was originally written for Sweet Banana Ink's Bad Santa Blog Hop, but I didn't read the rules well and it is way too long. You should go check them out because the ones I have read so far are awesome. I am still using this for my #FridayFlash
Santa photo credit: dollen via photopin cc
Woman photo credit: Pensiero via photopin cc
Very sexy. I don't think it was too long.
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ReplyDeleteOh la la! Putting the sexy into Christmas!:-) I think I will blush the next time I see a Santa...!
ReplyDeletehahaha jess, you, me both!!! at least I don't have kids to take and sit on Santa's knee!
ReplyDeleteOoh, bad Santa indeed. What the poor woman doesn't realize is that Mrs. Clause also makes a list and checks it twice.
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Thanks for the replies and I am glad you thought Santa was bad enough. Wonder what Mrs. Clause does to the people who score a spot on her list.
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