Shoe Department
I silently work at a slow pace. Shoes go here. And trash goes there. "Oh god please come to work today", I say to myself as I'm ready to start on a new shelf. Everything is running smoothly; customers are happy, half my work is finished, and only two more hours until I can go home. And then it happens, my prince has arrived, and now I don't know what to do. Should I say hi? or try to play it off? (what would you do). But once again, I play it off and keep working. "Why the fuck do I keep doing this".
His name comes from unknown origins, and he has a smile that can brighten any room. He works in the men's' department, and before I knew it, he had stolen my heart just in a blink of an eye. I continue working, but sense that something was wrong. And then out of no where; the gods thunder erupts, birds are singing sweet music, and it is at this very moment that I hear his voice for the first time. "Excuse me but do you know where this goes?", he says to me. (Oh god.. I don't even know how to describe his voice, but lets just say… heaven opened its doors). I turned around slowly, now here's my chance. "Yea I know where it goes". But then the atmosphere and gravity changes and all of a sudden it's hard for me to breath. And before I knew it, I was snatching the shoe box out his hands and running in the stockroom.
Little things like this has been going on for weeks now; first he would start a conversation and ending with me saying or doing something stupid in front of him. But no more, today I'm going to do something a little different…
I just finished putting my last bit of recovered shoes away. When the urge to be near… no.. beneath him erupted in me again. Never in my life have I lusted for someone so much as I lusted for him. He was over by the men's stock room, when I approached him. "Hey" was all I needed to say, but would I have enough courage to do it. He could probably tell from the desire in my eyes and the lust in the air of what I wanted .. No… needed. So, there was no need for words. We both just nodded our heads and went into the stockroom side by side. My prince, whose name I dare not speak, wasted no time removing our clothes as he gentle massaged my breast. God if I wasn't in love with him before, I was now. His hands were so rough and masculine and he had a look of determination in his eyes. I was beginning to los all control, all composer as he backed me to a corner and inserted his dick in me roughly. "Ohhh.. mmm", I moan in his ear and wrapped my legs around his waist at the same time. He quickened his pace and I could feel my self growing more hotter, wetter, stickier, more in love, passionate, romantic, sensitive, erotic, attachment, affectionate, loyal, tender, beautiful, tight, and lustful. This was one of the things that I loved about him. He was the only one who could blow my mind, and take me to a high that on drug could ever take me.
When the deed was done, we both just stood there shaking and struggling to breath. That's when I looked into his eyes; but saw regret reflect back at me. "What's wrong?", I whisper and lowering my head. He removed his penis from me, letting our love flow down our legs, and took a step back from me. "I'm getting married in two weeks". He didn't even try to sugarcoat it or explain his actions. He just put his clothes back on and just left my world turned up side down. I tried so hard not to cry, as I slide down to the floor. Now my heart is black and cold; besides what more could I say. What more could I do. If I don't have my prince , then what can I do? I will probably never love anyone the way I loved him. And maybe loving is not so good, if it leaves you so sad and blue…
**Authors note: Hey my fiction is probably dumb, but please review anyway… most is true expect the whole sex stuff (Man I wish it was true!!!!).