Saturday, May 14, 2011
Friday, May 13, 2011
Teaser for my one shot for Tsunami- Silent Admissions
I stepped out again when the presentation was all over. I felt good but who the hell knew. I had to sit and wait while they discussed it with the Board of Directors. They would get back with me. I walked away, again, still feeling like I had done my best and that was all I could do. Rose texted Alice as we walked down the street to the first pub we could find. I needed a drink and I needed it now. I wanted to shake off the mess that was this day.
I turned the corner and slammed into a large brick wall. “Woah, babe, sorry about that. Did I hurt anything?” His hands slid up and down my arms, lingering along the section that would put him the closest proximity to my breasts…my breasts on display in the too small shirt that Alice loaned me. “Because I certainly don’t want to harm a hair on your pretty little head. What’s your name, sweetheart?”
I stood there stunned. He had the audacity to talk to me that way while his buddies stood back and laughed at me. His beautiful face and sexy, just rolled out of bed, hair was enough to make me want to throw myself down and let him have his way with me. But I could see in his eyes that he got that same reaction from lots and lots of women. He got it enough that he was too self assured, too cocky. He expected me to drop onto my knees and suck his cock right there on the street corner and that just was not going to happen. No matter how good looking he was. In fact, all I wanted to do right now was put him in his place, once and for all. I knew that if I kicked him in the balls then he would only feel that for a short time and he would just place blame on me. I wanted something that would humiliate him for the rest of his life, so I pulled out the small amount of sign language that I remembered and began to sign to him. His mouth dropped open and he stepped back. I no longer felt his hands on my arms or ghosting across the swell of my breasts either so it must have worked.
He began to stammer and stumble over his words. “I’m…I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you, are you hurt?” I began to sign again, he had no idea that I was saying that I liked spaghetti for dinner. I signed something else…’my mother has a beautiful face.’ He just kept stammering and trying to speak. Finally I motioned to my ears and made gestures that let him know that I couldn’t hear. He reached into his expensive suit and grabbed a pen and note pad. He wrote ‘I’m sorry’ and handed the note to me. I wrote ‘Okay’ and handed it back to him.
As I walked off with Rose in tow, thankfully she stayed silent the whole time, I heard his buddies laughing their asses off at him. They mocked him for trying to use his charm on a woman who couldn’t even hear his best asset. I snickered but held it deep inside; too close to him and he could still possibly hear me, discovering my deception.
I enjoyed dinner and drinks with my girls and went home a little tipsy. And that night, as I slept, I dreamt of my snarky, self assured, over confident, sexy God that I met on the street that afternoon. I dreamt of him doing all the dirty things to me that I was sure he was extremely proficient at…the things that I heard Alice and Rose talk about doing with their boyfriends…the things that I missed out on, not all the time, but every so often, I did miss them…the things that made my body scream for release and it screamed for the one man that I knew, without a doubt, could give me those things…the cocky, self assured bastard that made my pussy tingle and my heart race with just a look and a few words.
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