Cumming Home
Traffic was stalled. You didn’t notice me, side-eyeing your chiseled jaw and 5 o’clock shadow. Our windows were up, air-conditioning fending off the evening’s heat. But I could still feel it between my thighs. I spread them, hiked my skirt a bit, slipped my fingers under my panties. I could smell the scent of my need rising, my sensitive nub growing under circling fingers. Breath quickening, I inserted a finger, seeking my g-spot, just as you turned and made eye contact. You smiled at me, and I wondered if you knew my cunt was pulsing around my finger because of you.
(100 words)
9 Comments
Mrs Fever
Whew!
Usually traffic jams leave me cold, but this was definitely hot! 🙂
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Brigit Delaney
Thank you! I hate traffic, and this is something I would never do…but, it seems like a good way to mentally pass the time, even if all I do is fantasize about it. Plus, I’ve seen some pretty cute guys in traffic.
Marie Rebelle
mmm so sexy, and wonderful that you are doing the 100-words flash fiction too. I really love how it challenges me!
~ Marie xox
Brigit Delaney
You inspired me to bring back FFF. I like microfiction. It is challenging, but it also takes little time, so there’s no excuse not to do it.
Lisa Stone
If only he could know it. No windows or air conditioners could stop him.
Brigit Delaney
Right??!! He would probably be so turned on knowing a woman was getting off in the car right beside him.
Brigit Delaney
He’d probably be pretty turned on if he knew what he was inspiring. And what an ego boost!
Missy
Oh wow. I love the way that you put this together. So much emotion and intensity packed into a few words. Makes me think differently about traffic jams! Missy x
Brigit Delaney
Thanks, Missy. Microfiction is a fun genre. Definitely a challenge.