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He watched her progress gingerly along the pier, heels chattering between the voids, echoing down the finger of wharf. One lone gull screeched overhead. Mesmerised by her fiery tresses bouncing, a flash of pubic curl shifted him self-consciously on his chair. He reached for his wine, already a glass half empty. A dry Spanish white suited his mood, and his task.
The day was sunny but not fine, the sky blue and cloudless – except to the south, where towering clouds rumbled, boding later explosions.
She looked up, and he caught her eye, her unblinking eye. Her lips parted, and his mind’s ear could hear the intake of air, as her ribcage expanded, and her loins girded. Was it his imagination, or did her lips purse? He tapped three fingers on the starched linen cloth, broke off a wedge of Manchego, and scooped a dollop of quince into his waiting mouth.
A Tenth Daughter of Memory contribution.
14 comments:
Oh, yeah... I like this. A lot.
Picturesque. ;)
The late 10thDoM entries are coming on STRONG. Love it.
I'm always a fan of verbal snapshots. This is no different. Intriguing.
Beautiful and very well written. I especially liked the line about 'towering clouds rumbling, boding later explosions.'
nice job. you created quite the sultry moment there. enticing write.
whew. that was hot. you create an air of expectation in your words for what is to come and leave us to fill in the details...nice 10DOM
Brilliant. Loved it. Many times a few words pack more punch than a lot. This is one of those times. Powerful piece.
captured a moment. that's pretty cool.
I appreciate the style. You use a few well-chosen words to say what many would have not said as well in numerous flowery paragraphs. Your writing is clean. I like that.
quite beautiful. Loved the vivid description in it.
"Clean" is a description that I can live with. Thank you for choosing it. And thank you to each of you for your comments. They are appreciated. What I am really keen to do is to improve, and for that I need plain speaking comments. I really will appreciate them.
Thank you.
I could not get past the photo here ... it tells its own story of style and location.
I very much enjoyed the first sentence and the third paragraph. Beautifully written. The middle paragraph left me wishing to know more. It was as if you hinted at an unaddressed issue in the piece.
tantalizing
Sexy expectations...
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