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Something in the Way She Moves (Gingerbread part 3) (291 hits)

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Submitted by QuinnTheEskimo (View user info) at 2007-08-23 19:45:13 EDT


Part one: http://www.ubersite.com/m/110770
Part two: http://www.ubersite.com/m/110897

Something in the Way She Moves

I leaned backwards in my rocking chair and for a moment thought I was going to fall backwards and crack my head open on the cement floor of the garage. The image of me bloody head wound struck me as oddly funny, and I giggled too loudly. Eric looked at me, and started giggling himself as he exhaled a cloud of marijuana smoke.

"Shit, man." Eric said, putting the spent pipe and red Bic back into his pocket.

"What?" I asked him, slowly turning my head.

"Just that." He answered, shrugging as he stood. "I'm gonna go get your mail for you."

I sat in the rocking chair and enjoyed the quiet of the garage for a moment. Sarah came in, and wrinkled her nose.

"It stinks like pot in here."

"Me and Eric just finished smoking some."

"I thought he was getting the mail." She said.

I turned to face her, and was struck, as I sometimes was, by her beauty. She was really too pretty for me, soft features and full lips with gray-blue eyes. "Let's make love."

She looked at me. "Tonight."

"I won't be stoned tonight."

"I don't want my brother to hear."

I was frustrated, but quickly let it go. I went to the kitchen to pour a glass of milk, and as I was drinking it I went looking for Eric. He was outside flipping through the mail and walking back towards the house. Occasionally he would glance back over his shoulder at Marlene's house, and somehow I knew she was looking at him from behind her blinds.

"Fuck." I said, stretching out the word. I knew what was going to happen already.

*

Eric was able to keep himself under control for almost a week before he finally broke and slept with Marlene. He sneaked over there in the morning after Ralph had left for work, and when he returned in the afternoon the first thing he did was brag about it to me.

"Hey, man, I'm being dead fucking serious. Cut that out. If Ralph finds out, man, he'll fucking break you."

Eric was suddenly angry. "Fuck that. Did you know he hits her?"

"Yeah, and when he finds out he is going to hit you. A lot. In the face."

"Fuck that." He repeated, and stormed off.

I turned on the TV, trying to get my mind off of the trouble Eric was going to cause me, flipping through my TiVo trying to find something to watch. However, My stomach was too knotted to focus on anything else, and finally I went to try to dissuade Eric again, but he wouldn't listen.

I tried to mentally prepare myself for talking to Marlene. I had to try to convince her that this would only end in fighting and police and unhappiness for everyone.

After I knocked the door opened and she stood in a robe, freshly showered, holding tumbler half-full with amber liquid.

"Hey, Quinn, want to come in?" She cocked her hips to one side, raised her glass as if offering it to me.

"No," I said, thinking yes even though I knew what had happened only hours earlier. She was pure sex; pouting lips, big eyes, full breasts and hips, and hard to resist. "Eric told me what happened this morning, and you guys need to stop, now."

"Relax, Quinn. I know what happened with you and Ralph, and trust me, he's all talk." She said, waving her arm in a wide arc when she said all, sloshing her drink onto my pants. "Should I throw those in the wash?"

I stood on her porch a moment longer, trying to think of a new or better argument. She began playing with the hem of her robe, slowly showing more and more of her thighs. I realized it had been stupid to come here and talk her out of it, and so I went home.

I was frustrated at the situation and at my own arousal, and snapped at my wife when she asked me how my day had went. I slowly explained what had happened, how I had called the cops and Ralph's threat. I told her about Marlene and Eric. She wasn't surprised.

"What are we going to do?" She asked me.

I shrugged and raised my hands. "What can we do?"

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Submitted by lover101 (user info) at 2007-08-24 12:18:01 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

No Comment

Submitted by wookie (user info) at 2007-08-24 10:35:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

This was really good. The writing even seems a little smoother than the two prior parts.

Submitted by FALLEN (user info) at 2007-08-24 08:53:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

"Yeah, and when he finds out he is going to hit you. A lot. In the face."

HA

Submitted by experima (user info) at 2007-08-23 23:01:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

No Comment

Submitted by SunnyG (user info) at 2007-08-23 22:40:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

get your walk on. keep it up

Submitted by purpiiiie (user info) at 2007-08-23 22:25:32 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1

looking forward to the next part!

Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-08-23 20:23:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1




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