Friday, June 15

Flash Fiction Friday

Every Monday Dottie over at Tink's Place posts a picture and on Friday we share a story to go along with the picture. The story has to be at least 350 words, give or take. 

Happy late Friday! How is everyone doing? I'm doing peachy.

Well, here's this weeks tale. I feel like I'm really hating the male population the last couple of weeks, I keep writing about not very nice guys. ^.^ Oh well, I suppose. This is one of the shortest ones I've written for this meme, but I really like it. 

The Project
By: Carole Rae

He always got what he wanted and she was what he wanted. However, she was in love with that dimwitted boss of his. It didn't logically make sense! He was a genius and in complete physical shape and rich! It was ludicrous that she would be in love with fat, stupid, and equally as rich man. All the time he had spent on courting her was nothing when she laid eyes on his boss. All hope was dashed and he was cast into the shadows...again. No not again, he groaned as worked over his newest project. She will be mine.

Putting the final touches on this brand new project of his, he wiped the sweat from his brow and sighed. Finished. He had his assistant redress his project as he turned away. Even now, he tried to remain a complete gentlemen. The smell of sweat and nerves made him remove his stuffy sweater and exit his lab. His new project was soon to awake and he couldn't wait! He spent weeks and weeks on perfecting this little device and now the moment of truth was before him.

As he went to grab a cigarette from his pockets, the lab door slowly opened and a small feminine voice called out his name. He could barely breath! The bearer of the voice stepped outside. She was wearing a red dress made of thin material. It was breathtaking and he had to make a mental check to give his assistant a raise for finding this dress. After gaining his speech back, he called for her to come to him. Without any hesitation, the woman ran to him.

She wrapped her arms around him and in between kisses, “Ooooh my love. My love. I have been an idiot. I love you. I love you! Make sweet love to me, my beloved!”

“I'm glad you finally seen the light, my sweetest, and of course I'll make love to you. However...we should go dancing first, so the world can see that I finally won you.”

With a smile, she nodded, “Of course! You are so smart, my beloved.”

Another successful project and another conquest he can add to his collection.  



Blodeuedd said...

She sure sounds like a bimbo, and he does sound like a catch either ;)

Carole Rae said...

hahahaha. Yeaaaaa

Melissa (My words and pages) said...

Oh my, he got what he way or another. :)

Carole Rae said...

Melissa, :)