In The Dark
In The Dark
Sandra closed and locked the bathroom door, sighed, and went to the mirror to touch up her makeup, grateful for the brief privacy of the small ‘extra’ bathroom next to the standard, multi-stalled ladies’ room. She was having an OK time, but was getting discouraged, losing the heart and purpose she had come with. Damn Phillip anyway.
Her two-year-long relationship with him had been going through a ‘rough spot’, as her married friends would call it. She snorted. She wasn’t sure which turbulence was worse – the fact that he had cheated on her or the almost dismissive way he apologized for it when he was caught. Sandra had though she loved Phillip, and that he loved her. Now nothing was certain.
She had left the apartment without telling Phillip where she was going; though she made sure he saw how she was dressed. She was in her black dancing dress. Its low, collar-less V neckline showed just a little more than proper for formal occasions. The elastic, satiny fabric hugged the swells of her breasts and hips, the seamless body flaring into a slightly frilly skirt, also too short for the most polite of company. She had no bra on that night – something else she made sure Phillip had seen. Delicate looking black three inch heels barley covered her feet and matched her tiny purse – just big enough for a compact, a lipstick, a key, a few bills, and a rolled up diaphragm. She slammed the apartment door behind her, shoes clicking, long fiery red hair streaming behind her as she strode purposefully down the hall. She rode the taxi alone, across town.
This and other stories are now available in the collection:
Through a Tinted Lens
by Monocle
ISBN: 978-1-926830-03-2
Published: 2/11/2010
Pages: 80 (pdf)
Words: 25,481
Price: $3.49
OMG!!! I’ve read this before somewhere else and have always *loved* this piece. So very, very hot! Thank you for sharing it here. I’m thrilled to have come across this story again!
Huggles,
Alice
As I regularly say to Monocle: Damn, why didn’t I think of that?
Thank you very much Alice. Having read some of your stories (and needing to read more), it makes me very happy to know you liked it. This is actually one of my oldest finished stories, and a personal favorite. I’d thought that a blog might be a way to reach new readers, but I’m also pleased that it allows connection – or reconnection – to earlier readers as well!
And Will is right. We’ve been cursing like that for weeks now, it’s brilliant fun.
Well, you’ve certainly come to the right place with WordPress. I’m a huge fan of WP. They’ve brilliant tools for building readership quickly.
It seems so. Jumping into the blog world feels kind of like going straight for the deep end of the pool.
Blog is the right place for new readership. I am a new reader and am truly amazed at your talent. This particular piece is quite amazing! It may also be my favorite. Thank you for sharing it.
Thank you again, J. I’m extra pleased that one of my favorites is also among yours.
I am in awe and reverence for your work. It take a lot to overwhelm me, but this one has. Thank you ever so much. As long as you post here, I will faithfully return.
http://thepinkpoppet.wordpress.com
Oh, Poppet! Thank you so much. I will endeavor to please, and hopefully overwhelm you once again.
Absolutely delightful! I love it! I’m adding you to my blog list. Enchanting.Wow. Hmmm I’ll be back later for another nose around :)
always,
B.
Thank you, B. There will be more when you come back! So far we’re doing daily or better updates.
:) looking forward to it
always,
B.
I loved the mysterious stranger theme! Excellently drawn to a thought provoking close, leaving the door open for more adventure. What an exciting “ride”!
Thanks, jydavis!
*looks at you closely, eyes searching your hair for physical indications of your ability to manifest temptation, dark, pure and oh so sweet via the English language.*
(Yes, I stumbled here via Elust, I’m a newbie to your world *curtseys*)
Am positively entranced, as much as Sandra had to have been.
A small voice in my head has been niggling away at me however, saying that the stranger wasn’t quite human.
That may just be my imagination at work, but his words of such class and elegance are enough to entrap most of us; it wasn’t me being seduced but I felt myself falling…
Care you share any light on that note for me? :)
Very well written, I could see, hear and feel the story, scene after scene; methinks I’ll be popping back in here to dig around through the archives ;)
Many thanks!
I enjoyed your reply to Raziel.
I wonder what it is about sex with strangers that appeals to so many? At any rate, responses like this inspire me to write my own story on the theme.
Thank you so much, Mystique. This stranger, as *I* envisioned him didn’t have anything supernatural about him. Foreign, perhaps, Of a different world than Sandra, almost certainly. The story was written from Sandra’s POV, so his mystery is heightened. He *could* be many, many things. Even she isn’t sure. What the reader brings to the story is their own unique perspective, and your take is wonderful.
It is really neat hearing how readers experience – or in habit – the characters of a story. It’s one of the coolest things for me.
And yes, please do come back. There is so much more to come!
I read this story on Lushstories.com and Fell in love with Monocle. Its soooo insanely hot, I almost came just reading it. I love this story.