SSS from TBL2

This week’s Six Sentence Sunday is from the upcoming novella and second Bucket List story, ‘Caught.’

Amber has lured her BFF Lucy to the bed section of a large department store. It’s late in the evening, and no-one appears to be around.

She indicates the largest, softest bed in the store…

“I just love this bed,” she said,  “and I wondered how it would feel to share it with you – when we get our own place.”

“Our own – ?”  My question trailed off into a dry croak. 

“Are we going to have to move?”  I was crushed. 

I’d grown to love the big house;  wandering around its vast space, naked or clothed, I’d experienced a freedom that had been akin to childhood memories, when cares were few and quickly forgotten.

“Move?  Nah,” Amber grinned, then she frowned.  “You don’t want to move out, do you?”

“Course not.” My eyes stung with relief.  “Never…I love…that house.”  

I’d nearly said ‘I love you’ but that suddenly felt awkward.

All right, that was more than six…but I soooo wanted you to get the full flavour of the love between Amber and Lucy.

Forgive me?

SSS from TBL2

This week’s Six Sentence Sunday is from the upcoming (fingers crossed) novella and second Bucket List story, ‘Caught.’

Amber has lured her BFF Lucy to the bed section of a large department store. It’s late in the evening, and no-one appears to be around.  Amber sashays up to me (Lucy), smiles and then…

Her large soft lips pressed against mine. 

In a moment, she was devouring me, her eager mouth engulfing mine, lifting me away from the cares of this world and into a weightless dreamy oblivion. 

I sank into bliss and tiny moans crept from my throat – until I remembered where we were and broke the kiss. 

“Amber, we’re in the middle of a department store.  The place is closing.  We’ll get locked in…”

“Not such a bad thing,” Amber cooed, taking hold of my chin to turn my head back towards her.

Annie

SSS from TBL 2

This week’s Six Sentence Sunday is an extract from my recently-completed novella ‘The Bucket List Part Two – Caught.’

Amber and Lucy have been caught making out in the biggest bed in a large department store.  The Head of Security and his female colleague who catch them have left the BFFs with a simple choice – either wait for the police to come and arrest them for indecency, or co-operate fully with the guard’s instructions – which seem to include taking advantage of the partly-dressed girls.  Lucy, fearing for her career prospects and the damage that an arrest record would do to them, opts for the latter course.

The Head of Security gives his first order;

“I’ve been instructed to undress you, Miss,” the female guard said briskly.

For a brief moment, as she stood before me in her severe uniform, I imagined that I was being readied for a strip-search and that she was a prison warden. 

It could still happen, I realised,  a real strip search – in a real prison…if we don’t do exactly as we’re told. 

I remained still, determined not to co-operate any more than was absolutely necessary as she reached around to my back and unhooked my bra, which slithered off my shoulders and joined my skirt on the floor. 

My hands twitched, ready to cover my exposed breasts, but when the Head of Security glared at me, I let my arms hang limply at my sides. 

The woman dropped to her knees and my knickers ended up around my ankles, leaving me to let out the breath that I’d been holding as cool air wafted over my naked pussy.

Six Sentence Sunday…TBL2 (Caught)

Image courtesy of porah at stock xchng

The following tease is from the sequel to The Bucket List…provisionally titled Part 2 – Caught.

Amber has lured her shy friend Lucy into a department store, and then persuaded her to try out the largest, softest bed in the store.  Despite her better judgement, Lucy complies but finds Amber pulling Lucy down onto her for a kiss.

But as I drew closer, ready for that long, lingering kiss, Amber’s beautiful eyes widened in horror…she was staring at something behind me – and I wasn’t sure if I dared to look.

“I’m sorry,” Amber whispered hoarsely, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“Well, there’s something you don’t see every day,” a male voice said from somewhere behind me. 

A mixture of horror, shock and disappointment coursed through me and I rolled off Amber to face the speaker and his female companion, both of whom were dressed in black trousers and white shirt, complimented by epaulettes and bristling belts.

Still shocked at the sight of them, I suddenly realised that my skirt was still hitched up, my knickers probably on show, but when I moved my hands to tug down the hem, the guard’s nightstick appeared in his hand, pointed directly at my face.

“Stay exactly where you are, Missy!” he roared, making me react so badly that I think I actually wet myself. 

Annie