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Sunday 31 January 2021

New art and story. "Surprise!"

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Hi Everyone
  Monday roles around and it is time for a new piece of my art. Now this has a tale behind it, because you might remember last week I previewed this piece on Patreon with the request for help, because I had created it, but lost my way with it and needed help discovering what it was all about.
  Well our friend Skinnie S came through with a story that made everyone step aside. In fact it was so good it totally deserved its own spot on our blog.
So that is what we have today, a piece I might have put in my unfinished folder and forgotten, but thanks to S, it lives and breathes on its own.
So I will now shut up and let everyone enjoy "Surprise"
XXX
Andy


Surprise
By 
Skinnie Stallion (My S)


“Look, I’m sorry, Will.”  Lady Jane removed her hand from Will’s shoulder and took his arm. “There’s only so many ways I can say it.   I know I promised but it just didn’t work out.”

Jane and Will continued their walk beside the lake in silence.  The park was getting quieter as the hour advanced.  The noise from the playpark on the other side of the water had diminished as mothers gathered their charges to take them home tired but happy to tea and bed.  Even the rumble of traffic now felt distant as the rush hour declined.  The sound of birdsong seemed to rise or become more audible as tranquillity replaced the hustle and bustle of the day.  The park’s users were changing.   Office workers had stopped using it as a cut through and even the dog walkers had disappeared.   The air was filled with flagrance from the flower still blooming in the late evening sun.  As the fading sunlight dappled through the trees, young couples started to appear on benches.  Some looked furtive and shy, others engrossed and talking and more.

“I did try.  But it was too late.  I did talk to their mothers but Julie and Charlie were already committed.  It’s not really surprising: they are very pretty young girls.    If you boys weren’t so timid you could have invited them ages ago. You left it so late.”

“But ….” Will thought to mumble some form of disagreement but decided to keep silent.  He was too ashamed.   

“And surely it won’t be too bad taking me.  You’re not embarrassed, are you?”

“Well er …. No,” Will stumbled his hesitant reply.   Truth be told, he was overwhelmed to be escorting Jane to the Village Dance.  He’d always had a bit of a thing for Andy’s aunt.  He’d been aware of her presence in the Village for years but had only got to know her properly when his friend Andy had started to spend more time with her.   Much more time.  

“Is it that you don’t want to be seen with me?”

“N.. n… n…  not at all, Lady Jane.”   

“You don’t want to be seen with an older lady?”

“N… nnn….. no…  I’m delighted that you want me to take you to the Dance.”   And he was.  He couldn’t believe his good fortune.   If Julie didn’t want to come with him so be it.  Forsaking her to escort the most attractive lady in the village was a privilege he would relish.  “But what’s Andy going to do?   Is he going to be stuck at home?”

“Oh, he’ll be OK.  He was disappointed about Charlie like you with Julie.    And he seemed to accept that he couldn’t take me to the Dance.  I gave him a few things and he left before you arrived.”

“But will he really be OK?  I know he mopes a lot.  I don’t want him getting down,” said Will.

“That’s very thoughtful and kind of you Will, but I’m sure he’ll be fine tonight.”  Jane looked at her watch.    “Let’s just stop awhile and watch the ducks otherwise we’ll get there too soon.  We don’t want to be the first to arrive.”   Jane’s arm tightened its grip on his as they stood and paused.  Mallards and mandarins paddled serenely, occasionally bobbing beneath the surface to dig for weed.  “You know Andy likes you?”

“Yes.  And I like Andy.  He’s been a friend since ever since my family came to the village.”

“He likes you a lot.”

“Yes.  He’s a nice guy.”

“I mean a lot.”

“I think I know.”

“But you never say much when you come round.”

“Well, I don’t want to get in the way.  I know Andy likes his time with you.”

“He does. He’s such a sweet boy,” affirmed Jane

“Yes.”

“And you never say anything about him or ask.”

“What about?” queried Will.

“About the things we do.”  Even the ducks seemed to go quiet as if waiting with bated breath.

“Andy says you like playing games together.”

“Yes, we do.  But you don’t ever ask.”

“No.  It’s fine,” said Will turning his head away slightly.

“So, you’re OK with how he dresses when he’s with me?”

“Sure.  If Andy’s happy, then it’s cool.  And he looks good in some of the outfits you give him to wear.”

“Yes, he does.  And you’re OK with him wearing make-up?”

“Like I said, if Andy’s happy that’s all I want.   If Andy’s happy, I’m happy.”

 “You’re very understanding.  And what do you think of how Andy looks?”

“Well  …..” Will hesitated.

“Truthfully,” said Jane in a measured tone.

Will paused.  He bit his lip.  He started to blush.   And then he gushed, “I think he looks amazing.  He looks so pretty when he’s wearing make-up.   Not that he doesn’t look good without but when he’s got eyeliner and mascara those big blue eyes just look wonderful. And his flawless cheeks especially when he has red lipstick.    And those tight red PVC pants you had him in last weekend.   His legs were stunning and his bottom …” Will paused.  He realised he might have gone too far.  His blush turned to bright crimson.

“….. and his bottom?” queried Jane.  “So you did notice?”

“Yes, well, it was hard not to.”

“And his bottom?” probed Jane again.

“It looked amazing,” said Will resuming his torrent.  “So tight and cute.  And he was in heels.  High heels!  How you got him to walk in them I don’t know?  But it made his legs go on forever.  And his top!  What was that?  Latex.   It shimmered and shone.  It was so tight over his arms and body.  I could even see his little nipples pert and hard poking against the taut rubber.”

“Yes, Andy has rather taken to latex.   And heels.   High ones. Very high ones.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.   And you do like him?”

“Oh, yes. I love him,” blurted Will.   He stopped.   He hadn’t meant to say that.  “I mean …. what I was trying to say was …..”

“I think you’ve said enough young man,” said Jane giving Will a reassuring pat on the arm.   “I understand entirely.”

“But when I said love, I meant …”

“You meant love.   There’s nothing wrong with that.   I’m so pleased by what you’ve said.”    To Will’s astonishment, Lady Jane pulled him round and kissed him on the cheek.  “You are exactly right for Andy.  He loves you too.  When we’re together he’s always talking about you.  But I wanted to hear it from you.  I trust you, Will.  You’ll be good for him.  Andy’s finding his way just like you.   Let’s just say that I’ve been giving him some guidance.  And now I have a little surprise for you.  Turn around Will.”

Will turned and they looked back down the path.  There was Andy.  His Andy.  In a shimmering red latex mermaid dress.  His hair was layered in vibrant crimson tresses and he looked radiant with happiness.”

“Surprise!” shrieked Andy.

“Wow!” exclaimed Will.

“Allow me to introduce your date for this evening,” said Jane proudly.  “Will, please meet Andy, or Amanda if you and he prefer.”

“Andy is just fine.  He will always be Andy to me.   But I thought I was taking you to the Dance, Lady Jane?”

“You are.  To the door of the Village Hall.  Mayfield will be there.  He had some pastoral care things he needed to do around the parish so I said we’d meet there.   We’ll all be on a table together: you, me, Mayfield and Andy.  Oh and Julie and Charlie.   They make such a lovely couple.”  Will looked at Andy and then at Jane in wide-eyed astonishment.  “Surely you’d realised?” she said with raised eyebrows.  “I don’t know, you boys!   You’d think you were the only young lovers with a little secret.”  She paused and let that sink in.     “Now Will, aren’t you going to kiss Andy?”

Andy looked at Will and his eyes gleamed.  He  stepped forward and with upturned face said, “Please, Will,” as he slipped into Will’s firm embrace.


S
22-Jan-21




14 comments:

  1. A beautiful piece of work capturing a beautiful moment. Well done Andy. x

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    1. Thank you so much, but if it were not for S, then this would have been lost for some time
      XX

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  2. A beautiful story by Skinnie to complement a beautiful (as usual) image. It might have been interesting to inset Will's reaction. Probably a mix of open-mouth astonishment and wide-eyed passion and love (lust?) at seeing how Lady Jane worked her magic on Andrew again. Red Louboutins under the dress?

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    1. Always Loubous' my friend. The story is the perfect compliment, and yes the look in Wills eyes would have added so much.
      XX

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  3. Skinnie dear

    What a wonderful little story. Exquisite.

    Mistress Beth

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    1. Thank you Mistress for your kind words. I've only just found your comment as I delved back in the archives to remind myelf of 'Fun and in the Village' and 'The Extravanganza'. I know my pieces can be a bit dialogue heavy - more like a script than a story - but I enjoyed writing that little conversation between and Will. I wanted there to be tenderness and love. A love that needn't be hidden nor forbidden, but natural and generous and kind.

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  4. Hi all.
    I would have loved to have seen how wide Wills' eyes were when he gazed at his gorgeous date for the night. Lady Jane didn't mean to trick poor Will into saying anything, she just wanted to ensure that her lovely Andy was safe.
    I'm sure they will all have a wonderful evening.
    Stay safe...hugs xxx

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    1. That is why I asked for help, because I could not find the story behind the moment, Wills face would have been a dream and maybe that was what my art was missing, but S fleshed it out perfectly
      XX

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  5. A beautiful tale, Ms. Stallion is a talent and can turn a wonderful story. With a little guidance the two have found each other and Andy will feel and be safe in Will's strong arms. Now they can dance the night away and Will has the prettiest girl on his arm. So much to share.
    Thank you both.

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    1. Aww what sweet words Lee, yes they will dance until the music ends then sit and talk until the sun rises, the perfect date.
      XXX

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  6. Merci à mon cher Skinnie Stallion pour cette histoire délicieuse et charmante !
    Et l'image est fantastique !!
    V.DB.

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