Velma Reid

Velma Reid’s relfection stared seductively from the mirror, with a swift movement she applied one last layer of rouge on her full lips. She then swept the tiny black bristles of the mascara brush over her lashes and left the room. Her round curls bounced as she walked down the hallway.
As her bare foot touched the top step she heard a knock at the door and front he firmness and confidence of the knock she knew it could only be one man at the door.
Although she moved quickly her feet were light like a does and right before turning the brass handle she pulled off the sash from her red robe. The silken fabric fell to the ground and Velma opened the door with fire in her eyes.
Black lace hugged her curves and her ivory skin was revealed. “Hello handsome!” she said leaning against the door frame with ease.
“Well you always knew how to properly greet a man.” said the strange man.
To Be continued…
“Frank?” the blood drained from Velma’s face.
“It’s been a long time sweetheart.” he winked, “you haven’t changed a bit!”
Flustered Velma grabbed the robe she had discared frivolously and covered the black lingerie with urgentsy. Each fist made a point of tying the sash extra tight.
“I-I wasn’t expecting you.”
“Well that’s a disappointment, here I thought you got all dressed up just for me.”
Velma stood stiff in the door way with her mouth agape.
“Maybe I should say dressed down.” his deep throat sang in amusment.
“Sorry to disappoint,” she said regaining her wit, “do you want a coffee or something?”
“Normally I’d say yes, but I’m afraid of what I’d find in there” the man chortled.
“Shut up,Frank” Velma’s voice jingled playfully, “what do you want anyways?”
“Oh I was just in the neighbourhood and thought I’d stop by.”
“We both know that’s bullshit, Frank.”
The man chuckled at her blunt words


~ by leona52 on January 22, 2011.

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