Monday, November 14, 2011

Tuesday Tales - Knife

Alexandra slid the purple off the shoulder dress over her head. Staring into the mirror she shook her head in approval. This had been the sixth dress that she tried on within the past ten minutes. Tonight had to be perfect, as it was their one year anniversary.

It was hard to imagine that their relationship had spanned so long, especially when she wasn’t looking for a boyfriend to begin with. Now, a year later she relished the time she spent with Billy. They built the relationship she swore she would never have. Now that she had it, she couldn’t imagine living without him. Billy had turned out to be a major part of her life. A part, she planned on never giving up.

Relationships and Alexandra didn’t go hand it in. It went back to her childhood where she moved town to town with her parents, never having enough of time t make friends and built any kind of a bond with anyone. Sure she had her parents, but they were always working and left her in the care of a nanny, who let her get away with anything just as long she was happy to have “time” with her boyfriend, or was the word she was looking for boyfriends.

The nanny taught her without her knowledge the ins and outs of getting what you want without having to give your whole self to that person. That lesson she took throughout her life. And maybe it was the conversation she heard between her mother and father with her mother accusing him of nailing his assistant in his office, with proof to give him of her findings.

That’s why Alexandra cut men out of her life. If she had the desire to have a baby somewhere down the road, she’d visit a sperm bank and then came Billy. She didn’t see it happen as she let the walls around her down, opening herself up to love, instead of vulnerability. The walls she had built all these years were ones out of fear, not wanting to end up like her parents. Thinking back and then fast forwarding, Alexandra realized that her resistance all these years to date might have been for a reason. It was meant for her to wait for Billy, where love came naturally, unconditionally.

A quick glance in the mirror and she felt confident. Billy always loved when she dressed up, even when they didn’t go anywhere. Their relationship wasn’t based on material things, but on trust and love.

At seven o’clock the doorbell rang. She opened the door to Billy holding two dozen red and white roses and two shopping bags.

“Happy Anniversary.” He kissed her and handed her the roses. “I know how much you love these.” Placing the shopping bags down he spoke, “I thought a nice intimate dinner by candle light would set the scene. I brought lasagna and a house salad Hope you’re not disappointed.”

“Nope. I’d rather not go out. I would rather not share you with the outside world. This may sound selfish, but I don’t want to share you with anyone tonight.”

“I like the sound of that, makes me feel important.”

“I would say…desirable.”


Alexandra leaned into him, licked his lips and smiled. “I say we eat the wonderful dinner you brought and then we’ll pull out the cake and serving knife and take it from there.”

“I like the sound of that. But in the light of the situation,” he said leaning into her, with Alexandra feeling his hardness, “I say we put dinner and the serving knife to the side and take this to another level. We always have the microwave to heat up dinner.”

“Can’t argue with you on that…”

Billy leaned over, swept her off her feet and scooped her up. Her three inch purple stiletto shoes dandled over his arms, and his lips remained on hers as he brought her into the bedroom.

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1 comment:

  1. Love the back story of who she was and how she got to be that way. I understand her. It made the sexy scene with Billy more poignant, believable and emotional. Well done, Karen. Love this story.