GAMES PEOPLE PLAY

Originally posted October 18, 2012

 I have to confess this wasn’t written totally by me. We did a kind of pass around thing among a group of friends. I wrote the beginning paragraph and the ending one. When it was done, I read it at one of my shows. Thank you to some of the residents of Inworldz. I love you guys!

GAMES PEOPLE PLAY

Her eyelids flutter, lashes sweeping her cheek. He watches her in the diffused light that the dawn brings. As she stirs, his eyes sweep the curves of her body. They stop at the marks on her and he smiles to himself remembering what happened last night. (Ichie)

It started when she grabbed the remote and hid it behind her back.  Annoyed, he reached to pull it away from her, only to meet her eyes and feel her hunger wash over him, drenching him in heat.  Television forgotten, he pursued her as she rose from the couch, his eyes locked to hers until she lowered her head and she stepped back, pushing the remote further behind her back. (M)

A huge smirk spreads across his face and he says with his most forceful and demanding voice, “Oh , so you think this is all fun and games?  We discussed all of our likes and dislikes when we were talking of your submission..  You, my dear agreed to never interrupt my football games and here we are nary two days in and you are getting playful.”

He tosses her slender body over his shoulder and spanks that bubble butt repeatedly as he marches to the dungeon.  His face changes from smirk to desire and arousal and he knows what awaits them.  Her hunger and desire and her seemingly willingness to please are what caught his attention to begin with.
(Q)

Yes, she had been here before.  How many times he carried her down the stairs over his shoulder?  She knew however, that as he was slapping her ass that her pungent sexual musk was already permeating the air and his hand was already feeling the parting of her legs flailing in the air . . . within moments he would . . . again . . put her down and pull her into him.  Much like a rag doll she would flop against his chest and his mouth would find hers parted and waiting.
(F)

The dungeon was dark and musty, as a dungeon should be.  It wasn’t naturally this way, they had worked tireless evenings to convert their basement and produce the desired effect.  And now that it was complete, they seemed to end up here frequently, more so than either of them had originally envisioned.  Last night was especially memorable, and they were finding it increasingly difficult to keep the love marks on her body from view in their daily lives.  But it was worth it, and again tonight, the stage was set for what promised to be another unforgettable encounter.
(W)

Smiling to himself, he notices the sun has risen higher in the sky.  As he shifts, she rolls over toward him on the bed. He brushes the hair from her forehead and and his fingers stroke the indentations that his teeth left on her neck.  As leans over to kiss it. He sees something black under the corner of her pillow. As he reaches over her, she snuggles closer to him drawn by his heat. He waits for her to settle in again then lifts the pillow. Peering under it, he sees the TV remote and grins. (Ichie)