Friday, February 19, 2010

Gina……I’ve got your number --flash fiction

Cruising home that first day after taking Jenny out for a spin Jeff had seen his reflection in a store front--his comb over flapping in the breeze had horrified him. He stopped at the first barber he saw and went inside. Andre, the owner, solved Jeff's male pattern baldness problem by shaving his head. He then convinced Jeff to let him sculpt his full beard down to a stylish van dyke. When that was done, he called in his boyfriend for a consult. After tsk tsking at Jeff's wardrobe for a bit they closed the shop and took Jeff shopping. It was a very queer eye for the straight guy afternoon.

When Jeff showed up at work on Monday, no one could get over the changes. All week long the women kept fondling his jacket lapel and batting their eyes at him, and the men kept slapping him on the back and asking him how it was hanging.

Gina kept finding reasons to go over and talk to Jeff. One Friday afternoon Rhonda leaned over the cubicle wall between them and hissed to Tammy:

"It's the same old thing. A man finds a new love in his life and suddenly he's attractive to women. Gina's been ignoring Jeff for five years, now she's suddenly all over him."

Jeff knew that his outlook on life was different since Jenny. He dreamed about her at night; her sculpted lines, her beautiful curves, the joy that she had brought to him this late in life. He loved taking her to the farmer's market, the car show, or just for long rambling cruises down Ocean Boulevard. When he looked at himself in the mirror or a store front window these days Jeff could see the difference that having so much joy in his life had brought to his face; he had more color to his cheeks, more sparkle in his eyes, he smiled almost all of the time.

He would stand around the water cooler and tell the other guys how great Jenny was. And how happy he was that he'd let her into his life.

For weeks as she passed the gossiping groups of men all Gina had heard was Jenny this, Jenny that……

Finally she made her move.

The lights in the office were out and it was quiet, dark, seemingly other worldly.

Gina waited until she was sure that everyone else had left for the day and then she slinked over to Jeff's cubicle. Jeff was hard at work finishing up a report that needed to be faxed before he picked up Jenny and went home. He had his radio tuned to the classic rock station. Gina had to clear her throat twice before he noticed her standing in the opening of his cubby.

"Jeff? You don't need to say anything, look, I know what's going on between us, and we're both adults."

Gina kept eye contact as she slowly unbuttoned her silk blouse, revealing the lacy pink bra underneath. She let the blouse fall to the floor in a pretty puddle. She slowly unzipped and stepped out of her skirt and stood for a moment so that Jeff could take in her smooth skin, lacy matching thong and jet black stilettos.

"I've wanted this for a long time," she huskily whispered as she closed the distance between them and straddled Jeff on his chair.

"We can keep it quiet, no one will need to know, especially not Jenny."

Jeff wrapped his arms around Gina, kissing her and hoping his chair would hold up to the very graphic leaps his imagination had made in the last twelve seconds.

He kissed her and kissed her, running his hands over her beautifully sculpted lines, her soft curves……

He was mildly puzzled as to why Gina had mentioned Jenny, he didn't understand what his motorcycle had to do with them having sex, but hey, if she wanted to role play, he was onboard with whatever floated her boat…….

Very softly in the background the radio played 867-5309……..





Link to this week's 68 #fridayflash stories at Mad Utopia

44 comments:

Marisa Birns said...

Well, the thing is that Jenny is a very jealous motorcycle and if Jeff doesn't want her to retaliate in a way that could be found in a Stephen King story, he'd better keep Gina secret!

This surprised, delighted...

And....I got it, I got it, I got your number on the wall
I got it, I got it, for a good time, for a good time call...

shannon said...

Ha! Hey, guys...take notes :-) I have read that before, that girls find taken guys more attractive. And thanks for getting that song stuck in my head!!! hehe

lindacassidylewis said...

You are the twist queen, Karen!

Anton Gully said...

Nice idea, but "sculpted lines" gave it away.

Any man that said a chick had sculpted lines... even if she HAD. Stupid, non-understanding-a-compliment wimmen...

Hung together well though. Solid.

estrella05azul said...

My gosh, this was a great twist! You made me laugh aloud.
I agree with Linda, you ARE the Twist Queen!

Laurita said...

Too funny! And I'm still laughing at Marisa's comment.

I don't know about who to call, but I know this is the place to come for a good time (not that kind of good time...)

Laura Eno said...

I figured Jenny was a car, so the motorcycle was a nice surprise. :)

Thanks soooo much for the ear worm. Jezebel will be paying you a visit in return...

Karen from Mentor said...

Singing Rawhide always works for me for earworm Laura.

And just so you know? Last time she was here I found Jezebel's kryptonite. Who knew that her species would be a sucker for caramels? bwahahahahaha....

[I think she likes me now]

Karen from Mentor said...

Oh I don't know Laurita..... [edited so my kid's ears don't bleed]...so there would be that option....

Karen from Mentor said...

@ Linda and Estrella....yay!! Which one of you has my crown?

Laura Eno said...

Is THAT why she licks her lips and wiggles her tentacles every time I mention your name...

Karen from Mentor said...

Poor Anton, so "sculpted lines" didn't work for you huh? So sad when a good line gets wasted. Try "not from around here are you baby?" That one will at least get you a laugh....

Karen from Mentor said...

Shannon, you are very correct, and you are very welcome.... here's the rest of it...

Jenny, Jenny, you're the girl for me.
You don't know me but you make me so happy.
I tried to call you before but I lost my nerve.
I tried my imagination, but I was disturbed.

Jenny, I got your number,
I need to make you mine.
Jenny, don't change your number,
8-6-7-5-3-0-9 (8-6-7-5-3-0-9)
8-6-7-5-3-0-9 (8-6-7-5-3-0-9)

I got it, I got it, I got it!
I got your number on the wall!
I got it, I got it, I got it!
For a good time, for a good time call....

Jenny, don't change your number.
I need to make you mine.
Jenny. I'll call your number,
8-6-7-5-3-0-9 (8-6-7-5-3-0-9)
8-6-7-5-3-0-9 (8-6-7-5-3-0-9)



...well at least the important bits...Thank you Tommy TuTone. Gotta love a song that gets stuck in the gray matter for life.

Karen from Mentor said...

Marisa, you always surprise and delight just with your sheer presence, so I'm delighted to have surprised and delighted you with my flash.

hee hee hee...that was a lot of fun to type.

Thank you for your Joie de vivre!! And for showing up when I say ...hey come read something I wrote. *happy sigh*

Cathy Olliffe said...

You are seriously the happiest person I don't know!
And your enthusiasm shines through your writing... I'm smiling reading this and all your joyous comments.
Yay for you!
And yay for Tommy TuTone!

Olivia Tejeda said...

Karen, your future is so bright you gotta wear shades!

This must be nostalgia week on FridayFlash. You with Tommy TuTone and me with Scott Baio. Your story was a lot of fun. And good for Jeff! Do you think Gina will be angry when she meets the real Jenny?

Michelle said...

Great piece - love the twist.
:)

Clive Martyn said...

Beautifully written with lovely imagery. I did think throughout we were going to descend into a Stephen King scenario but glad you twisted with a bit of realism :)

Alan W. Davidson said...

Ha! Great twist, Karen! Gotta admit, though, I didn't get it until reading Anton's comment. Must have been out too late last night. Upon a second reading it makes more sense to me. Perhaps I'm getting on in years (*note to self: shave head and trim grey beard into van dyke)

mazzz in Leeds said...

Haha! Well, you got me, certainly.

I dont understand why some women find attached men suddenly attractive, but maybe unattached men who can't get laid easily should adopt a similar style of subterfuge to get the interest of such women!

Anne Tyler Lord said...

That was excellent fun! I got the music reference even from the title, and especially from the phone number. But, I hear songs in my head all the time.

I actually had him pegged as a bigger nerd at the beginning and thought Jenny was a bicycle with those curves.

Jared Branch said...

Nice choice of song. Funny piece :)

Karen from Mentor said...

@ Jared and Michelle, Thanks so much for stopping in. Glad you enjoyed it.

:0)

Karen from Mentor said...

@ Cathy,
As it says in my Random Thoughts in my sidebar...I like to go through life spreading a sparkly trail of joy.....

[grins at you]

Karen from Mentor said...

Olivia said:
"...Your story was a lot of fun. And good for Jeff! Do you think Gina will be angry when she meets the real Jenny?"

I think that Gina will dump poor Jeff the instant she finds out that Jenny isn't a woman. I just hope he keeps that info to himself for at least the next 40 minutes.....

Karen from Mentor said...

Anne, I hear songs in my head all the time too, and there are almost always time/place memory connections that go with them.

The funny thing is... the voices in my head have conflicting opinions on certain songs... so sometimes I have to change the channel to generic calipso to quiet them down....

Karen from Mentor said...

@ Clive, "lovely imagery" ...hee hee...we're discussing the pictures your imagination conjured regarding Jeff enjoying the views down Ocean Boulevard right?

*sits around for five minutes wondering if Clive has experienced the realism of a scantilly clad woman pouncing on him in a deserted office*

Thanks so much for stopping in and for taking the time to leave a such a kind comment.

Karen :0)

Karen from Mentor said...

Oh Alan, leave your lovely hair, but I could definitely see you in a van dyke, or even a goatee.

*gets out pencils and makes some sketches*-

-I'll email you....

:0)

Karen from Mentor said...

Mazz, what a deliciously evil idea. But would they care that they'd get dumped as soon as the woman "got their number?" ...and isn't it bad karma to start a relationship with a lie? Oh wait...we're discussing predatory men/women looking to get laid.....

...nevermind

hee hee hee

:0)

Eric J. Krause said...

Excellent story. As long as he doesn't mention who Jenny really is, he's in for a ton o' fun. That was a delightfully funny twist!

Emma Newman said...

Ah, I need to be taken shopping by some stylish people too! Lovely twist - I've known guys who talk about bikes like that...

Mark Kerstetter said...

I really enjoyed this story - some wonderful lines, like:

"She let the blouse fall to the floor in a pretty puddle."

It was depressing though. Shit like this never happens to me. Maybe I should get a motorcycle...

Karen from Mentor said...

Heck Emma, I talk about motorcycles like that. I love to photograph bikes, some of them are such beautiful sculptures that even if they had no practical purpose I would still drool over them.

:0)

Karen from Mentor said...

Maybe so Mark,
Or you could try just hanging around water coolers talking about your imaginary bike. And try leaving an extra button undone under your obligatory leather motorcycle jacket....that may be where you're going wrong now.

Karen from Mentor said...

Glad you liked it Eric. Thanks for stopping in. The phrase "ton 'o fun" made me grin. Happy that you enjoyed the twist.

:0)

Al Bruno III said...

I love it! Very funny and ribald... it was just the right touch of description.


Hmmm... I wonder none of my co workers ever undressed and straddled me.

I mean aside from that custodian with a hook for a hand.

But the less said about that the better.

Karen from Mentor said...

Too Late!!!!! My inner eyes are already bleeding...and I can't get the 70's bowchickibowbow soundtrack to stoooopppppppppp....

Lou said...

Gina...gurl you are gonna be so upset.

This was a lot of fun, and not just for Jeff. ;-)

Loved this:

"hoping his chair would hold up to the very graphic leaps his imagination had made in the last twelve seconds."

Susan Cross said...

I can picture "his comb over flapping in the breeze" and the makeover. Interesting how a person can change their self-image by procuring a new possession. If I won the lottery and bought the black Caddy CTS that I admire would it affect me? Absolutely!

Karen from Mentor said...

Ah Susan,Winning the lottery...the American Dream.

When I give the girl my dollar I ask her to push the "winning" button. So far I've won two dollars. [I think their heart might just not be in it....]

Karen from Mentor said...

Thanks for taking the time to stop in and comment Lou. I'm glad it was fun for you. And the leaps that Jeff made had to be left to everybody's imagination or I'd have to change the rating on the website.

You can go ahead and run the movie in your head though, I don't judge......

And after Al's comment we might all need to do that....just to wipe out the image he left us with...giggling...

:0)

peggy said...

Fun, silly.. isn't it great when a fantasy comes true? But I'm swearing at you for the Tommy Tu-Tone. Low, so low... (smile)

Melissa said...

Oh! You got me! Awesome. Of course, it's not just Jenny, but all those changes, too--maybe? A bald head beats a comb over any day and those van dyke beards can have just a little sex appeal... Of course, for me, he'd need to give me a ride on that motorcycle first... Great, fun read!!

Karen from Mentor said...

@ Melissa, Nothing better than tooling along on a motorcycle in an hour long hug.


@ Peggy if it makes you feel any better every time I come back to answer someone's comment I get earworm. So I did it to myself too... :0)

Thank you both for stopping in and taking the time to comment.
Karen :0)