Today's News Flash Fiction - Thursday, February 4, 2010
"HUMBOLDT COUNTY-- An earthquake with a preliminary magnitude of 6.0 rattled the coast of Northern California. The USGS says the quake was located 35-miles west-northwest of the small unincorporated community of Petrolia, California in the ocean."
The story
Russell decided to work from home this Friday, having spent a grueling four days in meetings, JAD sessions, focus groups, and other corporate life bullshit. He had a nice home way up north in Petrolia, California, just a half mile from the Pacific Coast Highway but remote enough that no one ever bothered them other than the excitement caused by a FedEx truck delivery or someone coming out to service their wind turbine or solar panels that kept the house powered.
Russell sat in the glass enclosed patio that looked out over the Pacific ocean, and though the view was breathtaking, he was immersed in fine tuning the specifications for a new web application that his corporation would be launching, the next big thing after Twitter.
Janeen, his live in girlfriend slithered out of the bed and wearing nothing but a sheer gown was surprised to find him still home.
"Not going in today, honey?" she asked, sitting down next to him and admiring all the pretty colors on the monitor of his Mac.
"Nah, I just have a few tweaks to this report, make it just right, hit send on my email, and I can take the rest of the day off. Spend it with you."
"Ooh," she purred. "That would be so nice. Taking long walks on the beach with a couple of dogs gets old after a while." She ignored the two Golden Retrievers who slept on the throw rug by the door and looked up momentarily but went back to sleep.
"Yep, just you and me today. Just let me finish this report, and I'm all yours."
Janeen made a pouty face. "I have to wait? I always have to wait for you."
"Just a couple of minutes,' and he intently typed away on the keyboard.
"But, what would you do if I did this to you?" and she leaned over and began to lick his ear."
"Umm, nice. Just a minute more."
"But, but, what if I did this to you?" and she ran her tongue down his neck, then down his bare, shirtless back.
He looked at her and smiled, then returned to the screen.
"But, but, but, what if I did this to you?" And she dropped the robe off of her shoulders, and lifted the nipple of her right breast toward him and began to rub his shoulder and arm with it.
He didn't even flinch but kept typing.
Miffed, she stood up and moved her pubic region up to his elbow, and began rubbing her little landing stirp over his forearm, making gasping noises while saying, "but, but, but, but..."
Finally Russell clicked send, and immediately sprang up and grabbed her by her waist and with his strong arms carried her to the love seat and threw her down, immediately burying his face into the softer portions of her supple body.
"Ohh," she moaned, "that's more like it."
Russell was no fool. Even though the report was unfinished, by the time anyone actually read it, he'd be able to send the finished product later. But some things just couldn't wait.
In one deft move he removed his boxers and climbed aboard her writhing body. The moans were definitely getting a rise out of him.
Suddenly the dogs sat up, and began to whine. Russel ignored them, and Janeen never noticed. Usually the dogs acted bored during their lovemaking. He wondered what was up. Russed gripped Janeens breasts in both hands and began to give them their due attention.
Janeen began to struggle violently, she loved when he did that. But Russell noticed... more movement than usual. He raised his head up.
"Did, did the earth just move for you?"
"Umm, not yet love. But put it in and I'm sure it will."
Russell sat up, letting go of the breasts. "No, really, does it feel like the house is shaking?" The dogs began running around in circles.
Janeen sat up, annoyed by this interruption. "Russell, you're good, but you're not that good. It takes a few strokes to... oh my God, the chandelier is swaying."
"Oh shit," and Russell jumped up.
Janeen sat up as well, "Russell, what's happening?" And then she noticed the dogs. "What's wrong with the dogs?"
"I think we're having an earthquake!"
Russell had only moved to California last month, and had never experienced an earthquake.
"What do we do?" Janeen shouted in terror.
"Um, I don't know, I think we need to get outside."
"Oh my god, this house isn't going to collapse like the ones in Haiti, is it? Russell, I don't want to die!"
The dogs began to bark and whine like they really needed to go for a walk, bad.
"I- I don't think so. The realtor said this house could withstand up to an 8. But I don't know what an 8 is. Let's go outside."
The two stood up off the love seat, Russell grabbing his boxers and Janeen her sheer robe. Naked, they both ran for the front door and ran outside, the dogs squeezing by. Just as they stepped outside, the trembling stopped, as a FedEx truck pulled up.
The driver jumped out of the step van.
"Wow, did you feel that? I bet that was a 6.0 on the Richter." Then he noticed they weren't wearing very much.
"Do I need to sign for that?" Russel asked, taking the package from the driver's hand.
The driver looked at Janeen and Russel and thought, nice. He looked at Russel's erection and then looked away. "Nah, not necessary. Well, hope you have a nice day." And he got back in the van and drove away.
Janeen wrapped the robe over her shoulder. "Tell me that doesn't happen here all of the time."
"Nah, just when I'm on top." And he led her back into the house, followed by the dogs.
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