Inside Her Velvet Walls
Contributed by
Nicolas Papaconstantinou on 13/08/12
“Hurry up, darling. Quickly. QUICKER!”
The eager voice urged David on. His keys tangled in his pockets. He struggled with them, and then juggled the right one to the lock in the front door. She didn’t respond well to being kept waiting.
“I need you!”
The door swung open, and he stepped through. She moaned.
“Oh God it feels so good with you inside me!”
He had worked extra hard; saved up for nearly a year. But now he was starting to feel a little weird about the AI system he’d had installed in the house.
Ha!
If I’d been able to find space in there, there was going to read:
“He had worked extra hard, doing twice as many gigs at the comedy club, and taking on double the work writing his little cartoons.”
But thought that would be a bit too self-indulgent!
I kinda wanted it reply with “buboom tish”, but I’ll stick with “Nice job!”
RIM SHOT. :)