Rainbow Rooms Incorporated

Neville

Rainbow Rooms Incorporated

 

To be honest,

the white room

seemed larger

than the average

gallery ..

Quite remarkably

white in fact ..

Indeed,

it contrasted

sharply

with the grey

and the

magnificently

boring

world outside ..

From where any

individual

might seek refuge

if they were

so inclined ..

Cold marble

and bleached oak

skirting

seemed to create

an illusion of both

space and purity ..

On this

occasion though,

a young man

and a woman,

both wet

and windswept

each sought shelter

independently

of each another

and the extreme

weather outside

the white room ..

No sooner had they

entered though,

they were

bathed in light

from each direction ..

Yet both ignored

the pulsing crystal,

set in a clasp of

some rare metal ..

And gazed instead

directly

at the white wall,

just off centre ..

He admiring

and she,

more curiously

regarding

the blood red stain

upon the white wall

of the white room ..

Despite

this particular

observation ..

Each was also

conscious of the other,

of the steam

that rose

from raincoats,

plus the tiny pools

of water,

that collected

on the mirrors

and the fact

that they were

strangers ..

Seemingly alone

together

in the white room ..

A fraction later,

without any

obvious movement,

or emotion

and unaccustomed

as they were

to feeling

comfortable ..

The couple were

compelled,

to change their

positions

in the white room ..

The young women

knelt,

then drew both her

knees together ..

Resting buttocks

upon

her heels just like

our Lady of the Alter ..

Then raised her eyes

in order

to accommodate

the young man,

who stood before her

arching backwards ..

His hands both clutching

breast and shoulders

beneath the lapels

of her raincoat

and eventually

collapsing

across the back

and the shoulders

of the kneeling woman ..

Then rising slowing

and still shaking

the young man

gazed down

at the now reclining

woman

and noticed how

her black skirt

had somehow parted

along the line

of some

invisible seam ..

Of how

the whites of thighs

were calling

and how they did

contrast

with the black sheen

of silk stocking top ..

And of course,

the white floor

of the white room ..

The young man

then proceeded

to further part

the torn black skirt ..

While the woman

probed and fingered

her secret garden ..

Moments later

the young man

grasped

the woman’s

frantic hand

and held it fast ..

And for the first time

their eyes met fully

as she pleaded

and he resisted,

both her wanting

and his temptation

to plunge himself

into her hunger ..

The couple then

were naked,

having discarded

all damp clothing,

in favour of more

intimate embrace ..

The woman gasped

and took

the young man

in both hands

to please both herself

and the stranger

within

the cool whiteness

of the white room ..

Then there was

no more teasing,

no cautious penetration ..

Fuck me echoed

round the white room

and the young man

obeyed precisely,

meeting the first

of her contractions

with an aftertaste

of watered honey ..

Sometime later,

a small explosion

shook the white room

and the young couple

both exhausted,

removed themselves

from one another ..

Then after allowing

a moment

to rest and regain

their composure ..

The young couple

hastily gathered

all their clothing

and dressed in silence ..

Though each was

tempted to ask

for an address

or telephone number ..

Both resisted

and then,

without further

glance or contact,

the strangers

made their way

toward the exit ..

Pausing only

to remove their

credit cards

from the slot beneath

the sleeping crystal,

in the centre

of the white room

Outside it was

still raining and so

the young woman

hopped on a bus

and wondered why

she had never

taken advantage

of the white room before ..

Elsewhere,

a young man lifted

his collar,

sucked hard upon

a cigarette and smiled ..

Knowing

there was still

a full half hour before

Rainbow Rooms Incorporated

was scheduled to close

for the weekend ..

 

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 4th, 2023 04:00
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    A fine write N.
    I can't remember which one it was:
    Was KP wet and windswept cos I left her outdoors in a storm?
    OR did we arrive too late at the Rainbow Rooms, cos I put our watches back 3 hours on purpose?! heehee.
    It's nutty adventures ya know. 😁

    • Neville



      are you sure it wasn't some kind of physiological reaction to her being stimulated by your furry paws or something ... or someone else's πŸ¦‡πŸ¦‡

      • orchidee

        lol.

      • Teddy.15

        An extraordinary piece here the imagery I hope never to see inside that white room. Fabulous Neville. A beautiful ending kudos on all the imagery. ❀️

        • Neville



          and there was me thinking .. or was that hoping you might jump at the chance ❀️

        • Pop64

          Damn! This is a story, a compilation of a setting, cast, subject, finale, it had it all! Exciting? Yes, all built up to a remarkable climax and an ending that revealed the truth of the white room. Marvelous work!

          • Neville


            How extraordinarily kind of you sir .. I thought perhaps folk might not read this in its entirety because of its bulk .. Neville

          • Bella Shepard

            What a strange and magical room, where passions abound, and appetites quenched through the miracle of a credit card. A thrilling story, brilliant imagery, and as always, your incredible style.

            • Neville


              Thanks a million Bella .. I am thrilled that you took both time and trouble to check in and see this dreadfully norty and rather lengthy scribble through to the end .. and I do mean that sincerely my friend .. Neville

              • Bella Shepard

                It was my pleasure!

              • MendedFences27

                A fantasy of the highest order. An amazing tale of sexual fulfillment with an air of futuristic opulence. "Rainbow Rooms Incorporated," leaves much for the reader to ponder - What of all the other colors? - What are the rules? etc.
                Loved the impersonal nature of the event. Loved the whole damn thing! - Phil A. -

                • Neville



                  Do you know what Phil, I am chuffed to bits mate and no kiddin .. Neville

                • Bobby O

                  So so si much here to capture without proper immersion dedicated and realistic interpretive skill so I humbly will admire and truly mean that it’s a piece that could be the whole syllabus for professorial to shed light to lessers inches by inch and still need extra time !!

                  • Neville



                    That sounds much like a win win win .. neva could decline a menage et toi .. Cheers Bobby n truly πŸ™‚

                  • Goldfinch60

                    What a wonderful write Neville, I was hooked from the beginning.

                    Andy

                    • Neville



                      Cheers Andy .. and there woz me thinking it might have been a bit too norty for ya .. You had obviously had a dubble helping of Trill before reading .. AGT's Neville

                    • L. B. Mek

                      'to plunge himself
                      into her hunger ..'
                      (sadly..
                      .. our crude - cold humanity
                      is heading exactly
                      to that drought of emotion reality
                      in our soon to be
                      dystopian society
                      removed from a mirage community
                      let alone
                      that vulnerability of intimacy...)
                      Rainbow Rooms Incorporated
                      'where we offer shallow, no mess
                      solutions
                      to your lifetime of debilitating scars'

                      visionary Brilliance dear Poet supreme
                      By the Time the majority
                      can relate to these lines
                      it will have already been
                      too late...
                      how monstrously deflating
                      to contemplate!

                      • Neville



                        .. Amen brother M .. N



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