WOULDN'T IT BE LOVELY.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A woman spends the night with the woman she loves.

Submitted: September 03, 2009

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You guess Brian would be wondering where you were but you didn’t care as long as you were with Una and she had you in her arms and in her heart nothing else mattered not now not ever and even if Brian your so devoted husband found out where you were he’d only sigh and nod his head and go into one of his moods and say he didn’t think you’d be like that not one of those kind of women that slept with other women and did those things which he has no idea and even if he did he would choke on it as if it were a mouthful of food he’d taken and suddenly thought of the woman he’d seen in the street run over by a car and blood and stuff everywhere and he puked and never forgot it not even in his deepest dreams and as you lay your head on Una’s breast and feel her pulse and hear her heart beat you want this to be your eternity your forever your paradise and the smell of her and the taste of her as you lick her you feel the warmness of her the aliveness the here and nowness of her being and you want her to open her eyes and see you and smile as she does when she sees you and how patient she is when you can’t get away sometimes when Brian wants to take you out to one of his shows or to meet his family and how you nearly die of boredom each time and have to force your eyes to stray open and how his mother yaks and yaks and you sniff and breathe in Una’s scent and her body and the way her head is laid and the figure so lovely and so ready for whatever may come and God bless each moment you are here with her and away from Brian away from his stories of how this happened and that happened and to think that when you married him you thought him the best of all that could happen to you and maybe it was but not now not anymore that was dead that was how he made you feel each moment with him in recent months and how you long for the moments with Una and her touch and kisses and her long conversations and what you could do together and where you could go maybe one day when you and Brian were no more and Paris was mentioned and talk of New York where her sister lived and had an apartment and how you and she could be together and see the sights and make love and kiss and hug when you wanted and where you wanted and you lean over her now and kiss her cheek feel your lips on her face and watch how she stirs and breathes in and out so lovely that you want to make love to her that very moment but you just watch her eyelids move and her lips open slightly showing her even white teeth and a glimpse of her tongue and her hands touch you in an embrace as even in her sleep she wants to hold you and as you think back a few days when Brian wanted to have sex just before you wanted to go out and meet Una and he insisted so that you gave in to him and had to pretend it rocked your boat when it didn’t even cause a stir inthe mild breeze of his two minute lovemaking and you staring at his head rising and falling and the groans and huffs and puffs and him saying how was it for you and you lying to him sayingit was the best ever and he believed you because he smiled and closed his eyes and turned over onto his back and you wanted to say it was the worst fecking sex since Roddy Donovan had you behind the bike sheds on the last evening after you left school but you didn’t you just lay there staring and wishing you could be with Una and have her beside you and not him have her hands touching you and not his paws not his fingers fingering younot his lips on yours not his penis inside you but Una and her lovemaking her love for you and yours forher and always like now in the bed awake or asleep her breathing and dreaming and you wanting and waiting and knowing that each moment with her is precious is like gold is priceless and Mother of God Una stirs her eyes open and she smiles and her arms embrace you tightly and warmly and you know this is love and maybe tomorrow or soon Brian will release you from his chains from his arms and allow you to be unfettered and free to be you and have the love you need and want and shall have and feel the kisses rain down on your lips like the water sprinkled by priests as if to bless as if maybe to make saintly in this love in these arms amen.


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