Author: throoaway6

I knocked hard on the front door three times, shocking my frozen knuckles awake. a wave of nervousness passed through me. There hadn’t been much excitement with my wife at home in a long time, but it was just a friendly visit. Sure, she seemed to always catch my eye at practice, and it wasn’t uncommon for her pretty smile and teasing laugh to wander through my thoughts, but we had a tournament to train for and we wanted to win.

A shadow passed behind the frosted sidelites and excited anticipation washed over me. As she opened the door, the cold air melted away and I felt absolutely stunned. After so many months of training in our uniforms, it’s always exciting to see another student outside the dojo for the first time, but she was something else. She wore a blue floral patterned sundress that clung to her hips and accentuated the line of her petite frame. As my brain worked to restart, goosebumps were starting to dot her exposed legs.
“Are you coming inside, or are you just going to stand there?” She blushed, inviting me in with a warm smile. I laughed, and grinned sheepishly as I greeted her. Following her inside, a citrusy fragrance drifted in her wake. Her silky black hair was usually tied back, but now it streamed behind her and fell down her back to the top of her tail bone. Read more »

I throw one arm casually over the back of my bench, lifting one foot onto my knee and trying to let my muscles relax. It’s been a long day, but the crisp twilight air imposes a stillness on my body. I allow myself a few long sips from my flask of Cider, feeling the rum kindle a fire in my belly.

*I love my wife, but how can I feel so neglected?* I run my fingers through my silky hair and absent mindedly rub my freshly shaven jaw line. *I thought she would notice all the work I put into trying to look really nice for tonight.* Creaking branches and tumbling leaves pull me back to the present, and I spot a figure moving down the trail toward me. My muscles tense for a moment until I can see it’s just a runner passing through my secluded headspace.

As she rounds the corner, I smile warmly, trying in vain to moderate my gaze. *Was that a mischievous smile she gave just me?* I can’t be sure in the evening light, surely she was just being polite. Stopping a few feet from my bench, she tries to look innocent, getting on one knee to tie her shoe. Suddenly, she turns her head towards me, smirking as she catches my wandering eyes dart away from all her curves.