Mistress Rochelle has returned to her castle from her annual August quest, and she is enticing us with her own painting of shells in a glass. I kind of did a hard left leaning twisty turn on the prompt (coz TMI) to flesh out my 100-word limited story whilst weaving in some suggestive erotica, playing around, and the results of binge-watching too much Grey’s Anatomy.
My tongue-in-cheek apologies for rubbing-in an R-rated Friday Fictioneers (fantasy) story. If you think you might do better, it’s on! Click on Mistress’s fantabulous watercolour ((winks at Brits and Canucks)) to jump on my bike and wheel on over to Rochelle’s purple pleasure posts to get your ticket to ride.
Genre: Allman Erotic Fiction
Title: Polyamorous Holiday
Word count: 100
The lady was an artiste, a trooper. She did it all. When she climbed on behind me, I sang out. We gotta run to keep from hidin.’ I don’t own the clothes I’m wearin’.
Then she sang.
“Not gonna let ‘em catch us, Midnight Riders.”
She grabbed my crotch and yelled in my ear.
“Ten-day vaycay, Babe. Let’s go before I do you here.”
I sang. I’ve passed the point of caring. I’ve one more silver dollar.
She squeezed hard.
Ten delightfully romantic days in the hospital. Each day we sang.
“Same old bed we both are sharing.”
Look both ways during those special summer days.
Mind the gaps unless that’s where your hand lays and stays.
I bogarted and messed around with the lyrics to the song. If you don’t recognize it, here goes… I shudda picked a shorter one, but hey, meh likes it.
Sad how they fooled around
with lollygag, it’s just too bad.
Come with me my sweet,
upon my lap have a seat.
We shan’t dawdle,
but we may well diddle
if you’re up for some
mixing DNA marks us
a fine pair of
out for a pleasant afternoon poke.
For the best, we both have hope.
Look both ways for that quiet little corner for making memories.
Mind the gaps and camera angles.
“Nowadays, lollygag doesn’t usually carry such naughty connotations, but back in 1946, one Navy captain considered lollygagging enough of a problem to issue this stern warning: ‘Lovemaking and lollygagging are hereby strictly forbidden…. The holding of hands, osculation and constant embracing of WAVES [Women Accepted for Volunteer Emergency Service], corpsmen or civilians and sailors or any combination of male and female personnel is a violation of naval discipline….’”
(Source: The Merriam-Webster.com Dictionary, Merriam-Webster Inc., https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/lollygag. Accessed 5 January 2020.)