Author: prosaicallybeautiful

[M30] [F27] A classic rear window trope, with less Hitchcock and more of his cock.

Ethan was running late. A month ago it wouldn’t have mattered much, really. But that was before he started falling into something of a routine. He watched at the same time, every day. He knew exactly how each of the shows started and he was often pretty good at deducing how they’d end. Heck, he even had a spot just for watching.

But, if he was going to keep up the new nightly routine, he was going to have to make good time. He thanked the cashier quickly, shook his head at the dollar and seventy-five cents worth of change, stuffed the bread and the eggs and the tomatoes and the bananas and the apples and the barley and the oats and the frozen strawberries and the pasta into a couple bags and made his way towards the exit.

He didn’t run, but he walked with a purpose. His tall, sinewy frame glided across the grocery store tiles with ease, his long legs carrying him quickly towards the crisp autumn air.

Ethan dropped the bags into the passenger seat, started the car and flicked it into drive in what seemed like a singular fluid motion. Read more »

30 [M4F] Meeting the girl who [deleted] me on Reddit, Part 2

I sat alone in the café, at the same table as before. It had been five minutes since you had left. You had wanted to know more about what I had in store for you before our lunch date — you had pleaded to know, even — but I was coy. Partly because I wasn’t yet sure how I would best be able to have fun with you while you were at work.

My phone lay face up on the table. I had told you to turn off all notifications on your phone except for texts or calls from me. You had dutifully obliged, as I had expected you to. I couldn’t shake the thought of the last look you had flashed me before getting up and walking out — the way you had bit your lip, the hunger in your eyes, the primal desire that I could practically smell emanating from your body. An incredible body that I had watched move elegantly as you walked away. Despite your natural elegance, I wanted nothing more than to rip the clothes from your body and be inside you, to have my hands on your flesh, to leave my mark on you — to have you, completely, totally. Read more »

30 [M4F] Meeting the girl who [deleted] me on Reddit

The sun woke me up. Well, actually, I guess you could say it was the breeze that woke me up—it was the breeze that lifted my blind just enough to let the early morning sun into my bedroom. But whether it was the breeze or sun responsible, I was up. I ran my fingers through my tangled brown hair, rubbed my eyes and yawned. I reached to my nightstand and unplugged the phone whose alarm had yet to ring.

*5:45 not bad*, I thought to myself, *thirty minutes ahead of schedule*. I figured this would give me some time for, well, entertainment. After all, I had a mean case of morning wood, and I had been exchanging messages back and forth with a particularly charming young woman recently, so surely there was something in there to push me over the proverbial edge before my morning shower and coffee. The perfect way to start the day.

My fingers unlocked my phone almost automatically—a process I had repeated hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of times—and intuitively swiped left twice and tapped the “Utilities” folder where I kept Reddit hidden, so that my girlfriend wouldn’t stumble upon it on one of the few nights where she wasn’t travelling for work. Read more »