The lockdown has ignited our sensual imagination. In this women's erotica short story, Mia finds herself sharing an executive apartment with a co-worker.
I could see the green leaves on the trees from my window, swaying gently to the Singapore's morning breeze. Chirping birds flew onto the crooked branches, perched and hopped, before flying away again - they had the freedom of movement, unlike Norman and I - locked down in this apartment. I thought about my dog back home, Betsy. I had called my mum to take her in.
I thought about work and my best friend, Xin. She had chuckled over the fact that I was trapped in this apartment with Norman. "Oh my god!" she had exclaimed when I told he Norman and I won't be coming back to Bangkok due to the lockdown directive, and that we were sharing an apartment, for convenience. "I wish I were in your shoes."
"Oh shut up!" I had laughed it off.
"No seriously, he's like the hottest Executive we've ever had, and that apartment? It is so-00 cozy"
She commented on the intimate space she could see via FaceTime. “You should totally for go it," she suggested “Xin!”
"I'm serious Mia, with a hot guy like Norman, and an apartment that gorge? I guarantee you'll be dripping waters in no time." she concluded and we guffawed at her statement.
Now, lying here on the eighth day of the lockdown, watching my window, I could hear Norman from the bathroom.
The sound of the running shower and splattering water filled my ears, and I began to reminisce on how much we had grown close over the past seven days.
At first, it had been awkward and we acted just like we did at work-formal and brief but trapped together with nowhere to go, we only had each other to relate with, and so we did. We talked more, on lighter notes. We watched the news, he even made breakfast and invited me to join him.
That morning, as we sat chatting over our meal, i noticed for the first time how the corners of his eyes squinted every time he laughed. He had the cliché beauty of a leading actor, narrow face, straight-edged nose, full hair... he even had the square chin with a dimple in the center.
His eyes were blue and they shone even brighter when he was talking passionately about something he cared about, or adamant in convincing me why a shot of espresso contains less caffeine than a cup of coffee.