Ok, ladies and gents. Haven’t published a story in a while, but when an idea hits me, my finger starts twitching. Enjoy. Just another day in the life of me.
Part 1: Heaven
The bedroom was barely illuminated by the closet’s flush ceiling light fixture. It had given the room a soft and old yellow tint. The shadows encompassing the room, along with the minuscule rays of light, gave her chocolate brown skin immense depth and contrast. As she inhaled and exhaled, her extremely fit, but smooth and curvaceous body moved ever so slightly. She was breathing art. We sat on the bedroom sofa two feet away from each other. Whether two feet, or 100,000 miles, our attraction to and subtle connection with each other kept us from being separated by any such minute distances. We were enveloped by our summertime romance. Even worse, we were fully aware that we were teetering on the edge of infidelity.