L-O-V-E
The room was as he had envisioned it even before he put it together. All constructed out of recycled materials due to the restrictions of his limited budget. The bed frame as well as other furniture was purchased after hours of searching yard sales for the perfect items. The coordinated linen, pillows and drapes as well, crafted to perfection. Only from the finest final sale materials. His mother’s friend, Millie, a local seamstress, made the exquisitely fit and tastefully colored items. All this work to satisfy his most discriminating pallet.
Of course, the fresh flowers were always available amongst the sightly dying ones. They were picked to perfection daily for the most vivid and stunning romantic arrangements.
This room was a refection of his taste, desire and love.
When he saw her for the first time, he knew it was mutual love at first sight. Her angelic face won him over immediately. His plan to win her heart was put in motion, forthwith.
He met her family and knew they trusted him with their lovely daughter. Things were moving along nicely and according to plan.
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And now here they finally were, the two of them, in his own little world. There she was, lying on the bed. She was perfectly attired in the sexy satin and lace white sleeping items he had Millie craft to perfection from his stash of materials.
In the candle lit room, he removed his robe, silk pajamas and sexy tiger briefs. He joined her in that perfect bed. Gently kissing her, he began to slowly remove her layers of satin and lace. This made him more and more aroused. He was obliviously lost in their love making.
As he entered her and pumped away, he was in ecstasy. It was over in minutes
He slowly rose from the bed. Putting on his robe as he satisfactorily stared at his love in the glow of flickering candle light.
And she just lay there, no emotion. The silence was deafening.
*******
What a shame to embalm this lovely woman, he thought, as he left his secret room to get the gurney to remove her to the mortuary area of the funeral home.
At least at this afternoons viewing, he will be genuinely sad and mourning for her.......
and still wondering what she was like in life.
Copyright 2016
Published 9/15/17 Chroniclestories.com
The room was as he had envisioned it even before he put it together. All constructed out of recycled materials due to the restrictions of his limited budget. The bed frame as well as other furniture was purchased after hours of searching yard sales for the perfect items. The coordinated linen, pillows and drapes as well, crafted to perfection. Only from the finest final sale materials. His mother’s friend, Millie, a local seamstress, made the exquisitely fit and tastefully colored items. All this work to satisfy his most discriminating pallet.
Of course, the fresh flowers were always available amongst the sightly dying ones. They were picked to perfection daily for the most vivid and stunning romantic arrangements.
This room was a refection of his taste, desire and love.
When he saw her for the first time, he knew it was mutual love at first sight. Her angelic face won him over immediately. His plan to win her heart was put in motion, forthwith.
He met her family and knew they trusted him with their lovely daughter. Things were moving along nicely and according to plan.
********
And now here they finally were, the two of them, in his own little world. There she was, lying on the bed. She was perfectly attired in the sexy satin and lace white sleeping items he had Millie craft to perfection from his stash of materials.
In the candle lit room, he removed his robe, silk pajamas and sexy tiger briefs. He joined her in that perfect bed. Gently kissing her, he began to slowly remove her layers of satin and lace. This made him more and more aroused. He was obliviously lost in their love making.
As he entered her and pumped away, he was in ecstasy. It was over in minutes
He slowly rose from the bed. Putting on his robe as he satisfactorily stared at his love in the glow of flickering candle light.
And she just lay there, no emotion. The silence was deafening.
*******
What a shame to embalm this lovely woman, he thought, as he left his secret room to get the gurney to remove her to the mortuary area of the funeral home.
At least at this afternoons viewing, he will be genuinely sad and mourning for her.......
and still wondering what she was like in life.
Copyright 2016
Published 9/15/17 Chroniclestories.com