The Birthday Feast

Adriana almost started salivating as she looked at him. Hundreds of important guests were vying for her attention, but she had eyes only for one man.

She looked at his tanned body, sinewy muscles, and chiseled face with barely disguised lust. And then, she saw the man glisten under the light of the fire, and she could control herself no longer.

She moved her hands over him, and then, gently licked her fingers. God! He was so hot! “A little piri-piri sauce, and he’ll be perfect,” she said to the chef as she moved away from the barbecue pit.


99 words.

Written in response to Charli Mills’ weeklyΒ Carrot Ranch Prompt:Β In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about man glisten. It was a fun term coined by two men with glitter in their beards. What more could it embrace? Look to the unexpected and embrace a playful approach. Go where the prompt leads.

About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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17 Responses to The Birthday Feast

  1. Ed Hoornaert says:

    A rather dark tale, I’d say.

  2. draliman says:

    Haha, yum πŸ™‚

  3. papershots says:

    OMG… haha! A usual, a surprising and unexpected final twist to the story! Well done πŸ™‚

  4. mammaspeaks says:

    Ha ha! Liked the twist!

  5. Oh, that’s darker than usual! Great twist. Hunger and lust are so closely linked linguistically.

  6. Liz H says:

    Nothing like lean beefcake to celebrate that special day…Haha!

  7. susansleggs says:

    Thanks for a great laugh with that unexpected ending.

  8. Aber auch die neue heisse Saison der Bundesliga.

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