I watched you today.
I watched a smile grow from your lying mouth and spread across your lying face. It never touched your eyes but he didn't notice. He was too busy with your breasts - hoping that if you leaned forward a little more he would glimpse more than the soft cleavage that was already on offer. His eyes glued to the young flesh that had been denied him for so long.
Did you know he loved me? I doubt it even crossed your mind. No one in the park would have known either, only seeing love spread out on a blanket along with champagne and my favourite chocolates. He never had much imagination.
As I sat watching you I saw your trick. A clever trick of youth that I can never compete with. I have long since worn the invisibility cloak of fortyhood and lost to all in a kind of sexless fog. He felt it too and went looking for you.
Your theft has gifted me dark glasses and a park bench, and denied me a security that was mine by rights. I watched your lying eyes and know clearly now that you never intended to involve your heart.
In a few weeks, months, you will grow tired of your prize, discarding him for the piercings and tattoo's that are age appropriate. He will look back then, realising that the bulge in his trousers has let him down badly and he will come for me. And there I will be. In the farthest corner of the darkness night he will find me waiting for him, ready to spit in his eye.
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17 comments:
the magical world of man and his folly - itching bulges, razor-sharp eyes that can cut through the narrowest cleavage, eerocktica mages in the mind, etc.
you certainly know the man well, minx.
Jeez! That scared me & I'm a woman.
I pity the fool that scorns the mature woman.
Nah, not really...the basturds only get what they deserve.
I say get them where it counts...go for the money.
yes scary, but a scary kind of truth. I hate the 'invisible' woman thing too. Have you noticed how much they smile? The older I get the snarlier I get. And I'll bloody well dress how I've always dressed. Poor old Keith Richards gets such a roasting, but would we like him in a navy three piece suit?
Grow old disgracefully.
Oh dear, have I found a nerve? That's good.
Just remember the saying -
"Vengence is mine sayeth the rather attractive, sexually confident, slightly older woman"
Wonderful writing Minx. Made my hair stand on end. Chilling.
Bloody men.
I shall never abandon you Minxie - I wouldn't dare.....
What an appropriate read for me today. It's my 51st birthday. I went kayaking yesterday with husband and son. I wore a bathing suit. Husband couldn't take his eyes of my own cleavage.
How's that for growing old gracefully!
My mother in law said to me once, if you want to keep him home, keep the lid off the cookie jar.
Youth has nothing over experience.
Not an attractive look, Marianne, hope yer hair comes down again.
Thank you, Mutley - best not.
Glad yer 'power packs' are still working, Roberta, and a very happy birthday to you.
Lids off, I say!!
Oooh,Minx, that sounds nasty! Good for you. I'll take you and your bin liners, as long as you dont spit in my eye! lol.
But it's also kind of sad. She should spit in the young thing's eye too.
Inspired by a bloke and a girl I saw sitting on a beach. They were probably father and daughter but I have a nasty mind.
Spit like a cobra, Verilion, but I would probably think up something far worse!
Captivating, dear Minx, simply captivating. Strong and assured and taut. A little terrifying and yet oddly alluring as well.
*Gulp.*
Maybe not Minx. See you're not the only one with a nasty mind (or uncles)!
Powerful, but sad. Anger directed against a girl who might not even know she is with an attached man. Still, I like a good cat fight!
Oh she knew GB, I know cos I wrote it!
I think it's quite an agressive piece and I sort of enjoy writing 'bitter and twisted' - I wonder why?
Just to say how much I enjoy your writing. And use of Gorey pic. Bitter and twisted looks good on you. More!
Thank you Omega mum, bitter, twisted, snarky and sarky before my time. Goddess knows what old age will bring!
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