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25. Game over. Or was it?

Game over. Or was it?

Humbert asked for a moment to catch his breath. Usually he beat Cedric easily at squash. But this time his timing was off. Way off. This could become the biggest defeat he ever suffered. But Humbert wasn’t going to make this a walkover. He returned to the service box and gave Cedric a nod. Game on. Let’s make this respectable.

An elegant drop-shot that barely cleared the red line made it 10-2 and he was lucky his opponent had a wayward serve thereafter. The belief that he could really pull off the upset still hadn’t gelled after the scores read 10-5, though three hard-fought points later Humbert re-found his self-belief.

You see, Cedric was shaking as a leaf now, cursing everything from his cheap racket to the uneven squash court floor. Humbert started to enjoy his suffering. He had him on the ropes. Just two more points and the game was really afoot.

10-9 was a doozy as Humbert wrong-footed his opponent who was now incessantly shaking his head in disbelief. This was to be the comeback of all comebacks, surely? Humbert’s power-serve secured 10 all and Cedric did not even get his racket on the ball on the next point.

Humbert had never been one not to boast when the chance arose so he throw Cedric a smug remark just before serving the final point of this remarkable comeback.

Hey, Humbert, quit dreaming!

He looked up. Cedric was standing in the serve box, ready to pummel the ball against the wall.

10-1, Cedric stated again. Game over.

Or is it, sneered Humbert as he took the position.

 

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17. Vernon walks the wall vertically

Vernon walks the wall vertically.

It wasn’t the answer he’d expected. For weeks now the gang had exhausted their minds about how to take the final hurdle in the heist they had planned, and now this new girl comes along – someone Pete vouched for but about whom he had quite some reservations – and she proposes they ignore the laws of gravity? Was he supposed to take this seriously?

Let me explain, she went on, before embarking on some kind of physics lecture that to his ears was more science-fiction than science-fact. It involved Newtonian loopholes, Einsteinian paradoxes and algebra that boggled the mind. He soon found himself tuning out of her exposé and turning his attention to the girl herself.

Her flawless green eyes lit up every time she wrote down a diagram on the blackboard. And her breath intensified as her explanation gathered speed, causing her perky breasts to heave rhythmically in her silk top. Legs were top-notch as well: smooth skin and not a knobby knee in sight. As he ogled her top-down his eyes paused for a minute to appreciate her perfectly formed ass, wrapped in a skin-tight black skirt. Once every few seconds she turned her head to her audience, her chestnut-brown shoulder-height hair briefly flicking across her swan-like neck.

And that, she said – abruptly awakening him from his daydream – is how we’ll do it.

He crossed his right leg over his left one and replied: what makes you think your silver tongue has convinced me?

If my tongue can’t convince you, what can, she coyly answered.

Damn, how he desired to fuck her brains out.

 

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