The Red of Passion, The White of Dawn

Flash Fiction Friday - December 23rd, 2011


It's another week and another Flash Fiction Friday....one photo, 100 words of love, lust or insanity...doesn't really matter, pick any one of those three words, the other two are there also...in some way or form.  Please join me as I share my interpretation of the photo below.  I look at it and I feel at home.  I see Victorian England, the era of mystery and behind-closed-doors PASSION!.....just as hot, just as intense, maybe more so......let me know what you think.  Post your comments below!

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays!

The Red of Passion, The White of Dawn

Meet me at dawn …the note read.

At the soirée that evening, she had behaved impeccably. 

Yet she wore the red dress of passion.   Only he knew that it’s color represented her true nature. 

As he watched her from afar, he savored the memory….

...of her kneeling naked before him,  his hands holding her head, thrusting his hard cock between those luscious red, hot lips....

Maddening!!!!!

Waiting during the snowy white dawn,  he watched her slowly walk toward him. 

Embracing,  his lips had quickly savaged hers. 
He knew by her spicy taste...

.....that their lust that morning would ravage them both……

©S.E. Darling, December 2011

Make sure to check out the wonderful interpretations of my fellow authors by following the link below.   

Each writer unique and tantalizing...and each one knows well how to fit the fantasy of passion within those 100 words....