Sunday, July 18, 2010

Every Night

He watched her waltzing entry to the room, the sway of her hips making the black silk covering them whisper of forbidden secrets. He knew the scent of her that wafted across the space to envelope him in the familiar … and the unknown … overwhelming his senses. The twinkle in her eye as she paused to charm the men in her path tripped his heartbeat into a faster tempo, forcing him to focus on the conversation with the client across from him. He saw her graceful tapered fingers rest briefly on the sleeve of the chairman’s tailored black jacket, taking his imagination to places best visited in private as he thought of other places those hands had wandered. And still he smiled and chatted and schmoozed and played his part to perfection.

After all, she’d be going home with him … just like she had every night for the last twenty years.

6 comments:

Michael Solender said...

oh it is the best when they still pull your trigger after all the many years! very sexy.

Bukowski's Basement said...

Mr. Not beat me to it but yeah, kinda sexy, indeed, Tess... you painted some great images here.

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Loree said...

Plenty of forbidden images flashed through my mind as I read it. Great imagery.

Draco Torre said...

So sweet. Good imagery with flowing words.

Tess said...

Sometimes the sweetest things are those we see everyday, hmmmm?