Sodapop, a flash fiction short story by Jean M. Hodges

Fiction, Flash Fiction

TW: Rated PG-13 for sexual inneundo.

They always bought their favorite soda from the corner store down the street. It right by their apartment, and anyway, the two of them enjoyed being out together for a bit, this town being a bright, sunny place that made them want to rest under the heat. Might as well put a cool drink to their lips, right?

They brought their cool goods to the nearby park, taking cover under a shady tree, eager to get a sip of the magical elixir before the heat of the day overtook them.

The man drunk first, he reached over his girlfriend’s legs to get the soda from their small cooler, the drink grazing over her bare, brown legs in his haste as he ushered the syrupy sweet to his wide, soft lips.

The woman shivered at the perspiration to from the man’s hurried drink, the cool of the metal causing dripping pleasantly at the chilly contact.

The man found himself blushing, smiling a guilty smile to her as he’d chugged the drink down. The woman watched her boyfriend eagerly drink with a quiet sense of relish that stirred her stomach, though she figured it was the heat.

After a moment, the man saw her staring, and mistook the rosy flush of on her cheeks as a preemptive heat stroke. Smiling warmly at her, the man passed the soda bottle to her, and the woman blushed, shook her head and looked away.

The man put the man moved the soda in his into his other hand, putting a hand on his girlfriend’s bare shoulder, causing the young woman to look up at the chilly shock.

They looked each other’s eyes for a moment, the sound of each other’s breathing and the pop-pop-pop of the soda the only noise in the space between them.

The man held the soda out in front of the woman one more time, and smiled sweetly, his large brown eyes giving a gentle prompt.

The woman smiled back, and seeing that the drink looked good, took it in her hands and gave a large gulp.

The man swallowed at the sight of her, and blushed at the woman licking the sugar water off of her lips.

The woman caught his gaze, smiled wickedly, and drank some more, draining the whole thing out before handing the empty bottle back to him.

The man didn’t come back to himself until her heard her opening another.

THE END

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