ladiesinsole
10-24-2010, 1:35 PM
The rain was hammering on the windscreen, the wipers could barely keep up, and the bendy road was too treacherous for the slim tyres of the little car, the car slid, luckily hitting a gravel siding, but the occupants of the car were very shook-up nonetheless.
Caroline was furious, she was only with “mr tiny dick” because of his money, she wasn’t a gold digger but it was hard being a single mum of two kids whose fathers had both absconded abroad to avoid the maintenance. She scolded Adrian (aka “mr small dick”, although she had never voiced that opinion, well not to him) for driving too fast, and showing off!
Adrian was very meek about the whole affair, he knew that he was completely in the wrong and that his male bravado had taken control, he apologised profusely, it took a while for Adrian to placate Caroline, both kids were crying in the back of the car, and the rain just kept hammering down, relentless.
A few months later…
The lights were low, there was a candle on the table, the sweet scent of garlic was wafting through the serving hatch, Caroline was sitting at the dining table opposite a very big and handsome young black man. The candle light sparkled off of her freshly applied deep red lipstick, she was smiling, a very seductive and beautiful smile.
Back to the night of the storm…
When they got home, Caroline put both children to bed, and took a long time in coming back downstairs, Adrian was doubtful that she would, and had helped himself to a beer from the fridge, and was sitting on the floor by the 3 bar radiator thinking about the events of the journey home. After a while though Caroline did come downstairs, she too went to the fridge and retrieved a cold beer then joined Adrian by the fire, although she sat on the sofa chair, so that her feet were just in front of Adrian toasting nicely.
They sat in silence for some time, for Adrian it seemed like an eternity, Caroline broke the silence, but shockingly (for Adrian) she simply asked about his plans for the following day at work, he told her that it was just going to be more of the “same old” but in the same breath and sentence apologised again for the bad driving.
Time skips again to the meal….
Caroline is laughing and joking with the young black stud sat so close next to her, she tops up his glass whilst laughing at his latest remark, in doing so she leans close to him, so close they are almost touching, so close she decides the moment and mood is right, craning her neck she embraces him in a long passionate french kiss.
The door between the kitchen and dining area opens, and to both of their amusements stands Adrian, holding two plates, the starters…
Part 2 soon if you wish
Caroline was furious, she was only with “mr tiny dick” because of his money, she wasn’t a gold digger but it was hard being a single mum of two kids whose fathers had both absconded abroad to avoid the maintenance. She scolded Adrian (aka “mr small dick”, although she had never voiced that opinion, well not to him) for driving too fast, and showing off!
Adrian was very meek about the whole affair, he knew that he was completely in the wrong and that his male bravado had taken control, he apologised profusely, it took a while for Adrian to placate Caroline, both kids were crying in the back of the car, and the rain just kept hammering down, relentless.
A few months later…
The lights were low, there was a candle on the table, the sweet scent of garlic was wafting through the serving hatch, Caroline was sitting at the dining table opposite a very big and handsome young black man. The candle light sparkled off of her freshly applied deep red lipstick, she was smiling, a very seductive and beautiful smile.
Back to the night of the storm…
When they got home, Caroline put both children to bed, and took a long time in coming back downstairs, Adrian was doubtful that she would, and had helped himself to a beer from the fridge, and was sitting on the floor by the 3 bar radiator thinking about the events of the journey home. After a while though Caroline did come downstairs, she too went to the fridge and retrieved a cold beer then joined Adrian by the fire, although she sat on the sofa chair, so that her feet were just in front of Adrian toasting nicely.
They sat in silence for some time, for Adrian it seemed like an eternity, Caroline broke the silence, but shockingly (for Adrian) she simply asked about his plans for the following day at work, he told her that it was just going to be more of the “same old” but in the same breath and sentence apologised again for the bad driving.
Time skips again to the meal….
Caroline is laughing and joking with the young black stud sat so close next to her, she tops up his glass whilst laughing at his latest remark, in doing so she leans close to him, so close they are almost touching, so close she decides the moment and mood is right, craning her neck she embraces him in a long passionate french kiss.
The door between the kitchen and dining area opens, and to both of their amusements stands Adrian, holding two plates, the starters…
Part 2 soon if you wish