Bray Array - The Ultimate Erotic Short Story Collection 19

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The commercial had come on once again. Anais smiled. “We have to go back,” she said to Peter.

“I would think you’re addicted.”

“I’m addicted to you.”

They shared a kiss. “We’ll go back.”

“Mom, Dad, what are you talking about?”

“We’re talking about some mommy and daddy issues,” she said.

“Yeah, what your mother said,” Peter co-signed.

“Well, okay.”

***

They sat out in lawn chairs at another of Collin’s soccer games. Well, Peter moved along the sideline as the game progressed, cheering excitedly for his son. “Go left, come on you can do it!”

Collin got the ball and took it all the way before scoring a flawless goal into the net. Peter jumped up and down as if the kids had just won the World Cup for their country.

“Peter, we’re supposed to be encouraging good sportsmanship among the children,” Anais said.

“My son just scored a beautiful goal, I don’t care about good sportsmanship right now, my son is awesome.”

Anais clapped and laughed at him.

One of the other moms came up to them. “Can I ask you two a question?”

“Um, sure, yeah.”

“How do you two manage to look so happy?”

“What do you mean?” Peter asked.

“Like, you two look like you still enjoy being around one another and I, I guess I just want to know the secret.”

Anais and Peter shared a look between the two of them. “Well,” she began, “if you really must know… have you seen those commercials for the Love Palace?”

“All I do now is watch television, so I’ve definitely seen it.”

“You and your husband need to go there for a night, and I promise that you won’t regret it at all.”

“That’s it? You still screw each other?”

“It’s more than that. We listen to one another. Do this with your husband and I guarantee that you will begin to listen to one another.”

The woman shrugged. “I’ll give it a shot. Thank you very much.”

After she had left, “Did that just really happen?” Peter asked.

“It just happened.”

“Wow.”

Collin ran up to them once the game was over. “Did you see that shot I made?”

“That was amazing, I am so proud of you,” Peter gushed.

The Walshes drove home, a picture of happiness.

by Cynthia Conley

Dana rushed to place a wet towel under her bedroom door, trying not to panic as she heard the sirens and saw the fire trucks pull to the curb. Placing the pillowcase over her mouth, she hit the floor to avoid the smoke-filled air and crawled to the window. The minute she pushed it up, more smoke puffed in and a window shattered in her living room.

She screamed as loud as she could, swinging a towel out the window to signal her location. Dragging herself up to the window, she spotted the firefighter waving to her, “Flatten yourself to the floor. I’m coming up.”

The ladder hit her window frame as she collapsed onto the floor. She gagged and coughed on the stench, causing tears to flood her vision. Terrified of passing out, she screamed again as the paint on her door bubbled. Hands suddenly lifted her from the floor and a mask was placed on her face before someone yelled, “Are you alone?”

She nodded before he yelled, “Hang on to me!”

Dana wrapped herself around him, gulping the oxygen and squeezing her eyes shut. Petrified of heights, she screamed in panic as he made his way down the ladder from her second story apartment. Other residents milled about, huddled together on the lawn as all their belongings went up in smoke.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he tried to pass her to another firefighter but she wouldn’t let go of his neck. He swung her into his arms, “It’s okay! We’re on the ground.”

She relaxed but was still shaking so he carried her a safe distance before reassuring her again before she would finally release her death grip. He ran toward the three-story building, aiding others in pointing a huge hose directly at her window before they released the valve.

She coughed into the mask as her neighbor, Rose, sat down heavily beside her with shock written all over her face. Dana tried to hold it together while asking her, “Did everyone make it out?”

Looking around, Rose nodded before they both cringed when the roof caved. Scrambling backwards in the face of the chaotic scene, she shook even worse as tears flew into her eyes.

Rose leaned toward her and pointed to the firefighter that carried her down the ladder, “That’s my brother, Chad!”

Dana distractedly nodded, knowing the woman was trying to take their minds off the chaos. She finally broke, gasping between sobs while wondering where she would stay. With no family and new to the area, she’d just rented the apartment a week ago.

Rose put her arm around her, “It’s okay. At least we made it out alive.”

She nodded but couldn’t stop crying so Rose asked, “Did you lose a pet?”

Dana shook her head, unwilling to admit that she was completely alone. Her brother sank down in front of them and, seeing how upset she was, asked the same. Dana shook her head and admitted, “I just arrived in town. I don’t know anyone. Is there a shelter around here?”

Rose stared at her brother who quickly said, “Rose will be staying with me. You’re welcome, too. Don’t worry. We’ll take care of you.”

She glanced at Rose who was nodding as well. Dana frowned, “Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude.”

He nodded, “I’m positive.”

Dana thanked him, wiping tears away as Rose put her arm around her, “How old are you, Dana? You don’t look old enough to be on your own.”

“Twenty-three. Everyone thinks I’m younger.”

Her neighbor nodded, “Yeah. You look more like fifteen.”

Dana grinned through her tears but shook her head, “I can’t prove it because my purse was in there.”

Rose patted her knee, “I believe you. What do you do for a living?”

She told her where she was to start work as they watched the firefighters douse the apartment building. A tower of smoke started to rise as they kept each other company. They finally fell into silence, commenting occasionally about various things in order to keep the shock at bay.

Her brother, Chad, finally came back and asked how they were doing. Both nodded before he asked Rose if she was okay to drive. She stared at him, “My keys are in there.”

He glanced at Dana, “Same here but I have a spare under my back tire.”

“Are you okay to drive?”

Dana nodded, leading Rose to the parking lot where most of the tenants’ cars remained. Rose directed her to his house where she slipped a key out from under the doormat. Slipping inside, she went into a spare bedroom before telling Dana, “Let me go see what I can scrounge up so we can get out of these pajamas.”

Dana glanced around at the scant furnishings before wandering out into the hallway. Rose reappeared and handed her a T-shirt, pointing to a door, “That’s the bathroom. Sorry but this is the best I can do.” She shrugged by way of apology, “He’s not married and that shirt is going to swallow you but…”

Dana waved her off, “It’s great. Listen, thanks! Are you sure he won’t mind?”

Rose grinned, “From the look on his face, he didn’t mind you staying here at all.”