He tossed and turned, threw the covers away and lay looking at the ceiling unashamed if ever the room could frown on his nakedness. For moments on end, he stared blankly at the chandelier as the tipsy film of whisky cascaded into his veins reducing the mist and crimson in his eyes.
He could hear his wife talking and chuckling on phone but he knew not whom it was that made her extremely juiced up in such frail marital circumstances. “Perhaps, one of her random boyfriends” he thought but not with a ring of concern. Where did she find such boldness to start cheating in his house? “Me Goldie!” he mumbled with painful effort.
His
inebriated mind scampered through his daily hustle of moneymaking and
cost cutting with an overarching theme of knight in shining armor
laboring for his Cinderella. He had a mind to spit but his surroundings
restrained the impulse. “How ungrateful could she be?” a macho voice
shivered through his spine deflating the blood flow in his groin. His
chest sank into a deeper hollow he had never before known to exist.
A sudden rush and his bladder pleaded for attention. Goldie walked giddily to the bathroom, circled the bathtub with a spray of crescent flow all the while staring at the cistern and smiling at his wanton liberty.
He scampered back to the room and sprawled face down on the woolen carpet in his birth suit.
#To be continued
$TOH
A sudden rush and his bladder pleaded for attention. Goldie walked giddily to the bathroom, circled the bathtub with a spray of crescent flow all the while staring at the cistern and smiling at his wanton liberty.
He scampered back to the room and sprawled face down on the woolen carpet in his birth suit.
#To be continued
$TOH
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