Bus ride
Added 2022-03-28 18:31:09 +0000 UTCYou might miss your stop, but you'll get where you were meant to be.
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An attractive stranger was eyeing you on the bus, having just got on. They seemed to be waiting for you to respond. “Sorry, what was that?” You asked.
They gestured to the seat next to you. “Mind if I sit here?”
“Go ahead.” You said, shaking your head.
As they sat, you were struck by the smell of their perfume. It was pleasant. A gentle aroma that left your head feeling like it was filled with candy floss. You found yourself breathing deeply. The smell was soothing, relaxing. You hadn’t realised they were speaking.
You jolted back to awareness. “I’m sorry, what was that?”
They laughed. “It’s okay. Keep breathing deeply. You seemed to be enjoying the scent of my perfume. Let it fill your mind, along with my words.” They kept talking, but you struggled to make sense of what they were saying.
Your stop came, and went, but you didn’t get off the bus. You stayed on, letting them whisper gently into your ears. And then, when they got off, you followed. Your mind felt so good, blank, empty, and ready for them to fill it back up, when you got back to theirs.
Comments
That's the joy of my microfictions, keep them short and sweet ;)
Hypnopum
2022-03-31 20:17:13 +0000 UTCI know I wrote one for Halloween - either last year or the year before. Might not have been perfume, but it was scent based!
Hypnopum
2022-03-31 20:16:50 +0000 UTCFollow-up question - are there more stories where perfume/scent plays a significant role?
Abraxas
2022-03-31 18:13:59 +0000 UTCMay I express just how frustrated and at the same time very happy I am that this one is oh so short and over way too quickly? <3
Abraxas
2022-03-31 16:37:38 +0000 UTC
