Skin still steaming hot, water from my hair dripping, rushing down my bare body.
I run my hand against the blurred bathroom mirror, revealing my face. Smiling,
I pick up the towel and start drying my hair. I can’t wait for Rick to get home.
For some reason, I feel this longing sensation, this lust, like my body is calling for his.
An eerie kind of warmth filling my soul, becoming stronger and stronger as time goes by.
Eyes closed, I sit in front of the mirror, my fingers being dragged along my smooth skin,
almost at their own will. Electrified, jolting upwards, my eyes open wide, goose bumps all over my body.
I pick up my beauty product
Naked With My Best Friend [1000 Watcher Special] by Inevia, literature
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Naked With My Best Friend [1000 Watcher Special]
Vision blurry, eyes almost shut.
Why did I agree to this? I am usually still in bed by now.
Gasping for air, I grab tight on the treadmill’s bar,
barely able to keep up with the ridiculous pace Tania set for me.
I still remember the first time I met her.
Those were the times. High school. No stress, no responsibilities.
Five years have passed and, as most high school best friends go,
we both went our separate ways.
Tania, a successful lawyer, a motivational speaker and Olympian,
a true inspiration for anyone in their early twenties.
Then there is me, a lazy unemployed engineer, staying home all day,
eating chips and binge watching seri
Walking down the isle, holding hands, looking into each other's eyes.
The beeping sound of the register echoing throughout the whole store.
Colorful lights all over, holiday ornaments, Christmas decorations.
"Aren't we forgetting something?", Asked Jane, coming to a full stop, her gaze seemingly off.
Turning around, Ian dropped the shopping basket, letting out a long sigh.
"Let's see.", he mumbled, sifting through the groceries.
They both just sat there, tossing stuff left and right, trying to find what was missing.
In a moment of clarity, Jane's eyes widened. "Ian, did you get me a Christmas present?", she asked.
"Well, Santa has inside inf
Commission : The Seductive Bartender by Inevia, literature
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Commission : The Seductive Bartender
Right as I was lining up the shot, my vision got blurry.
I really shouldn't drink this must during my shift.
What else is there to do though?
As I can see the ball clearly again, slowly pulling my cue back,
"SAMANTHA! BEER!", their coarse voices ringing in my ears.
It used to be fun in here, or at least I thought so.
But after five years in this shady pub I guess I just don't care anymore.
I let out a deep sigh as I rest my cue on the pool table, heading towards them.
Why do I even stick around, serving disrespectful sexist nutjobs?
Well, the money is good and the tips are even better.
How ironic, they think that they are in control, throwin
High Heeled Beauty - Collaboration by Inevia, literature
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High Heeled Beauty - Collaboration
As I wake up, remembering last night,
a smile fills my face.
I turn around, only to meet his calm look.
Eyeing his fine body as he just stands there,
graceful, full of peace.
I throw the covers off of me,
a wave of cold hitting me as my feet touch the floor.
He takes a peak as I put my high heels on,
reaching out right when I leave the bed.
He falls back in bed while I daze off,
looking at the full body mirror across the room.
Snapping out of it, I slowly get out of the bedroom.
Roaming around the house, I find myself above the living room,
a big wooden balcony under my feet.
As I decide to head for the kitchen, I can hear him coming.
Stri
The Woman He Once Loved - Collaboration by Inevia, literature
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The Woman He Once Loved - Collaboration
Consumed by fear, loneliness,
I can feel him slipping away.
Every single day.
Every single second.
I can see the way he looks at me.
Can't even remember the last time we kissed.
So much I long for it,
his smile, his touch,
his body stuck on mine.
Finishing my shower, I look in the mirror.
At this moment I realise,
realise I let myself go.
I was not the woman he fell in love with.
Filled with determination,
I polished every single bit of my body.
Perfect silk hair, smooth glistening skin,
the face he always told me he loved.
Getting up, just having finished,
his keys jingle at the door.
I throw myself on the bed,
grabbing the first thing I
A sharp pain travels through my body as we go.
All these hours of walking up and down the city streets are making me weak.
Lost in my thoughts, almost ready to faint, I just keep going,
running miles in empty lanes.
I slowly doze off again as the moonlight hits the ground,
a bright reflection shining on our faces.
We just walk and walk, no talking, unable to break the ice.
All of this, the city, the lights, the moon,
they seem so enchanting, peaceful.
My head slowly tilts towards him, minute by minute.
As we touch, I can feel a jolt.
He turns around, looking at me deep in the eyes,
holding my hands in his.
He points at a bench just right o
Skin still steaming hot, water from my hair dripping, rushing down my bare body.
I run my hand against the blurred bathroom mirror, revealing my face. Smiling,
I pick up the towel and start drying my hair. I can’t wait for Rick to get home.
For some reason, I feel this longing sensation, this lust, like my body is calling for his.
An eerie kind of warmth filling my soul, becoming stronger and stronger as time goes by.
Eyes closed, I sit in front of the mirror, my fingers being dragged along my smooth skin,
almost at their own will. Electrified, jolting upwards, my eyes open wide, goose bumps all over my body.
I pick up my beauty product
Naked With My Best Friend [1000 Watcher Special] by Inevia, literature
Literature
Naked With My Best Friend [1000 Watcher Special]
Vision blurry, eyes almost shut.
Why did I agree to this? I am usually still in bed by now.
Gasping for air, I grab tight on the treadmill’s bar,
barely able to keep up with the ridiculous pace Tania set for me.
I still remember the first time I met her.
Those were the times. High school. No stress, no responsibilities.
Five years have passed and, as most high school best friends go,
we both went our separate ways.
Tania, a successful lawyer, a motivational speaker and Olympian,
a true inspiration for anyone in their early twenties.
Then there is me, a lazy unemployed engineer, staying home all day,
eating chips and binge watching seri
Walking down the isle, holding hands, looking into each other's eyes.
The beeping sound of the register echoing throughout the whole store.
Colorful lights all over, holiday ornaments, Christmas decorations.
"Aren't we forgetting something?", Asked Jane, coming to a full stop, her gaze seemingly off.
Turning around, Ian dropped the shopping basket, letting out a long sigh.
"Let's see.", he mumbled, sifting through the groceries.
They both just sat there, tossing stuff left and right, trying to find what was missing.
In a moment of clarity, Jane's eyes widened. "Ian, did you get me a Christmas present?", she asked.
"Well, Santa has inside inf
Commission : The Seductive Bartender by Inevia, literature
Literature
Commission : The Seductive Bartender
Right as I was lining up the shot, my vision got blurry.
I really shouldn't drink this must during my shift.
What else is there to do though?
As I can see the ball clearly again, slowly pulling my cue back,
"SAMANTHA! BEER!", their coarse voices ringing in my ears.
It used to be fun in here, or at least I thought so.
But after five years in this shady pub I guess I just don't care anymore.
I let out a deep sigh as I rest my cue on the pool table, heading towards them.
Why do I even stick around, serving disrespectful sexist nutjobs?
Well, the money is good and the tips are even better.
How ironic, they think that they are in control, throwin
High Heeled Beauty - Collaboration by Inevia, literature
Literature
High Heeled Beauty - Collaboration
As I wake up, remembering last night,
a smile fills my face.
I turn around, only to meet his calm look.
Eyeing his fine body as he just stands there,
graceful, full of peace.
I throw the covers off of me,
a wave of cold hitting me as my feet touch the floor.
He takes a peak as I put my high heels on,
reaching out right when I leave the bed.
He falls back in bed while I daze off,
looking at the full body mirror across the room.
Snapping out of it, I slowly get out of the bedroom.
Roaming around the house, I find myself above the living room,
a big wooden balcony under my feet.
As I decide to head for the kitchen, I can hear him coming.
Stri
The Woman He Once Loved - Collaboration by Inevia, literature
Literature
The Woman He Once Loved - Collaboration
Consumed by fear, loneliness,
I can feel him slipping away.
Every single day.
Every single second.
I can see the way he looks at me.
Can't even remember the last time we kissed.
So much I long for it,
his smile, his touch,
his body stuck on mine.
Finishing my shower, I look in the mirror.
At this moment I realise,
realise I let myself go.
I was not the woman he fell in love with.
Filled with determination,
I polished every single bit of my body.
Perfect silk hair, smooth glistening skin,
the face he always told me he loved.
Getting up, just having finished,
his keys jingle at the door.
I throw myself on the bed,
grabbing the first thing I
A sharp pain travels through my body as we go.
All these hours of walking up and down the city streets are making me weak.
Lost in my thoughts, almost ready to faint, I just keep going,
running miles in empty lanes.
I slowly doze off again as the moonlight hits the ground,
a bright reflection shining on our faces.
We just walk and walk, no talking, unable to break the ice.
All of this, the city, the lights, the moon,
they seem so enchanting, peaceful.
My head slowly tilts towards him, minute by minute.
As we touch, I can feel a jolt.
He turns around, looking at me deep in the eyes,
holding my hands in his.
He points at a bench just right o
Skin still steaming hot, water from my hair dripping, rushing down my bare body.
I run my hand against the blurred bathroom mirror, revealing my face. Smiling,
I pick up the towel and start drying my hair. I can’t wait for Rick to get home.
For some reason, I feel this longing sensation, this lust, like my body is calling for his.
An eerie kind of warmth filling my soul, becoming stronger and stronger as time goes by.
Eyes closed, I sit in front of the mirror, my fingers being dragged along my smooth skin,
almost at their own will. Electrified, jolting upwards, my eyes open wide, goose bumps all over my body.
I pick up my beauty product