“You’re going to stay home and get some good rest while I go to work tomorrow. And I have an idea to bring the home with me to work.”
Your eyes widen and your breath quickens. Is she saying what you think she’s saying? She laughs at your blushing red cheeks again.
“Do I have to spell it out for you? Honey, this is perfect. I can swallow you and carry you with me to work. You can rest all day in my stomach and I won't have to worry about you being alone because you'll be right there with me!”
Your eyes lower to her midriff. Almost as if she can read your mind right now, she lifts up her shirt for you to get a good look. Even in the dark, your weary eyes can see your girlfriend’s stomach with perfect clarity—its soft, supple flesh that your head just sinks into like the most perfect pillow after a long day. Looking at it now, you couldn’t help but feel an immense longing to be inside. You can already imagine it…
“It's dark. It's quiet. Well… not that quiet. but you told me it's relaxing. It's nice and warm for you. And it's safe. I'll be right there, all around you.”
Curled up in such a warm, damp space, hearing your girlfriend’s heartbeat all around you, knowing she’d be there to take care of you at a moment’s notice throughout the day…
An excerpt from my story "Well-Deserved Recovery." (Read on A03) (Read on Eka's)
