For Flash! Friday
Prompt: Emil Jannings in The Flesh of All Things
Dragon's Bidding: comeuppance
160 words
Notes: Got a Special Mention for world building.
There she sits in the corner of the bar with red-rimmed eyes and pouty lips. Her dress falls off one shoulder, but she can't be bothered to fix it as she lights up her cigarette after taking a sip from her amber drink. She glances up when I approach.
And stares. "You're married."
I slip that ring off and hide it in my pocket. "Not anymore."
The elevator's progress is much too slow when my hands itch to do more besides grab at my suit jacket. She whispers, asking me if this is what I want. A glance down at the silk brushing her naked thighs makes up my already-decided mind.
"Yes."
It's my hotel room because I'm here on business, but she takes it over. There's a confidence I didn't see before. Her shoulders strong. Her eyes dangerous. Her lips red. But most of all, I don't expect the flash of metal and her words, "Your wife says goodbye."