Friday, October 23, 2009
Flash Fiction Friday #9: Private Session
She lay full length on the dais, artfully displayed, bronzed skin glistening under soft white light. Her breasts were thrust skyward and her hand worked restlessly, continuously, between her legs.
Exasperation shattered the stillness. “Dammit, woman, I said hold still. This portrait is going to take eons if you don't stop moving around.”
“Oh, god, please, just one?” she pleaded.
He shook his head. “Go ahead, then, if you absolutely have to.”
Beaming, she yanked her knickers down, tossing them aside with unseemly haste, and began a rapid rise towards a crest that wasn't very far away...
(This is my entry for Spanky and Tiggs's Flash Fiction Friday Challenge #9: 100 words on the photo shown above. Want to play too? Then stop by and check out the guidelines.)