Excerpt from Rendition 47 – The Interior Designer:
“The two of them were colleagues of parallel status and so they got talking, extolling the architectural merits of Gropius and Frank Lloyd-Wright. As the storm got worse their conversation moved onto more personal areas. He was sensitive though, not prying and was very easy to be with. He was five years younger than she was and she found him very attractive. One bolt of lightening then struck an adjacent tower and she leapt in his direction, initially fearful of what was happening. He caught hold of her and his powerful frame was reassuring during the cacophony of sound. He sat beside her as the storm continued to rage. He was called Martin Stone and his manner was very calm and soothing. She liked him from the outset and as he poured her a coffee from a sachet in his surveyor’s brief case she smiled at him grateful for his kindness. The caffeine relaxed her more after her jolt and she apologised for being so scantily clad. He laughed it off, saying that she had a figure to swoon for and then he lessened the spatial proximity between the pair.
Another bolt struck nearby and this time he jumped out of his skin. They laughed quite playfully with each other and one thing just led to another. Their lips met and both of them flung their working attire to the wooden boards. Vanessa had a head-start being only partially clad in the first place, but he quickly caught up with her and they started rolling completely naked across their embryonic workspace. His phallus was large and as Vanessa opened her legs to be entered, she was …” To read this in full, buy the book by clicking here.