Awkward Meeting
February 11th 2012 11:03
Anne looked to the carpet. It was clean and soft. It had taken two hours to clean properly. There were stains that she had to dye out. But once they were gone it looked very good. In fact it looked rather exceptional.
“I have completed the weekly chore;” she muttered as she smiled.
Anne looked to the carpet again, and she even began to pet it. She stroked its creamy face rather tenderly, and then she smiled.
“I like it feeling this way;” she muttered as she continued to drive her fingers through the hairs of the carpet.
Anne smiled and leaned back. She settled herself down onto the carpet. There she began to wriggle lightly as she enjoyed the sensation of fresh clean. It made her feel very good inside of herself, she was able to feel the hairs and they gently tickled her skin in clean and perfumed state. Anne sucked in a breath, and then she turned over. She looked to the ceiling and she smiled as she rested.
Suddenly the front door opened. In stepped her husband with his business friend. Anne gasped as they stood in order to glare at her. Anne looked to her husband Fred and saw that he was filled with a little bit of steam. He might have been drinking, however she knew that there was a kind of stern look which made her want to shrink. He had been disjointedness in having had found her in such a state with a friend next to him.
Anne smiled, cheered, and stood up. She said hello to both fellows, and they shyly said hello in return.
“I was just resting my eyes;” told Anne before she began to stretch a little.
Fred scoffed while his friend Tim chuckled.
“So I see;” muttered Fred before he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
Anne looked to Fred and sneered as he lit. She knew she didn't want him to smoke inside, and he saw it. He rose his eyes in a manner that made him test her sanity. She gasped, and then she moved to collect him a dish. He took it, and rested the cigarette inside as he blew out the smoke he had inhaled.
“It seemed a little too clean, gave me a murmur;” he muttered before he scoffed and pushed the dish to the side.
“I am sorry, I just finished;” told Anne.
Fred shrugged, and Tim commented how it was a very nice smell.
“It grows softer when some time has passed;;” told Anne as she began to shrink inside of herself.
“I'll say;” told Fred as he looked to Anne and smiled inside of his chest. “Make us a drink, a stiff one;” he told Anne.
Anne smiled despite the fact that she grimaced inside. She wanted to give him tea or something that wouldn't make them so unfurled inside of their bodies. However she also knew he was a grown up, and when he ordered drink he really did order drink. Anne shrugged, and moved to the kitchen and poured a couple of brandy's. She then returned to the two males as they sat on a couch.
“Come sit with us;” told Fred as Tim thanked Anne for the drink.
Anne smiled and she did so. She shared Fred's drink with him, and then she giggled. Fred's face turned peach and waxen, and it made Anne recall polish and gloss on the car. She smiled, and then she looked to Tim who looked to Fred.
“This is fun time;” Anne muttered as she smiled.
“Very fun;” commented Fred as he also smiled. “Huh Tim?” he asked.
“Very fun;” said Tim before he pushed the cup to the side.
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