Copyright A Noni Mouse.
Mrs Robinson slid off the kitchen table, smoothing her skirt over her knees.
It would be nice, just occasionally, if he’d stay awhile afterwards, perhaps share a glass of wine, a cupcake even.
As ever though, his mind was now elsewhere. She studied his muscular back, remembering a time when …
He turned, his dispassionate gaze raking her body from head to toe.
His face softened slightly, as though comprehending her needs, her frailties.
“If you’ll show me where the dustpan and brush are, I’ll sweep these up for you, shall I?” he asked, indicating the yellowed toenail clippings on the kitchen floor.
Why? Whatever were you thinking? An outing for another retread, this time from six years ago. Thanks once again to Rochelle for her leadership of the Friday Fictioneers.
castelsarrasin 
Laughing.
You are a bad, bad, lady, Mrs Crook!
Wonderful!
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Thank you! A great compliment. 🙂
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Bad behaviour all round! And a lovely twist
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Thanks for reading, Neil.
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She got more than she expected, perhaps 🙂
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It’s not every home health worker who cleans up after theirselves. Thanks for reading.
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Haha, maybe next time, he sounds like a keeper if he’s willing to do a bit of housekeeping.
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A treasure indeed. 🙂
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Rug. Taken.
Genius.
Loved this.
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Thank you!
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Oh, brilliant!
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Thanks Sue. 🙂
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😊
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Dear Sandra,
Now I have Simon and Garfunkel singing “Mrs. Robinson” in my ear. You naughty girl. This was fun to read again. 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Loved that song. And the film. Thanks for reading.
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That was splendid piece of misdirection!
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Thanks for reading.
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Hahaha! Yes, just what you were AFRAID I was thinking. Nothing is sexier than toenails. Ya got me, Sandra! Five out of five nail fungi.
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Errgh! thanks for reading, off to bleach my imagination now.
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😀
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That’s true love right there… a man who cleans. 😀. But eww toenails.
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Couldn’t be that lucky.
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Oh Sandra! You are so bad you’re the best!
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Aww thanks. Compliment indeed.
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Great twist!
That’s a real neat man 🙂
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Neat indeed. Thanks for reading.
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Now that was an unexpected ending!
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But useful. 🙂
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In baseball we call that a curve-ball. Well done.
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Thanks for reading.
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My Pleasure.
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That’s pretty hot!
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Smokin’ 🙂
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Ha ha – well I wasn’t thinking THAT when I was reading this! Thanks for surprising me, Sandra.
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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Thanks, Susan. 🙂
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first, taking care of the yellowed toenail clippings. how considerate of him. i wonder what’s next? 🙂
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He’s all heart.
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Wonderful characterizations, Sandra! A conscientious and kind home health aide is a blessing. One should be so bestowed with one that’s a hunk as well 🙂
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One should indeed! Thanks for reading.
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You are welcome. My pleasure.
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Perfect cheat, Sandra. My mom cuts my dad’s toenails now as he can’t really reach them and I think that’s true love!!
janet
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That is indeed true love.
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Clever! Enjoyed it much. Great ending. And it fits the picture.
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Many thanks, Oneta.
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Great story!
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Thanks.
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Oh, very sneaky! I loved the twist.
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Thanks, Brenda.
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Clever. Setting it up with Mrs Robinson sliding off the table started the mind thinking ‘sexy’! And then the twist. Good one.
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Many thanks, Trish.
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Lovely, and a good misdirect.
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Thanks, Mike.
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Heehee! You got me! Excellent mis-guidance.
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My pleasure.
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Aw, I’m slightly disappointed 😉 Nice one!
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Sorry about that! 🙂
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So sad…such a lost, tired soul. Excellent.
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Thank you!
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The podiatrist takes his time to do her nails as she dreams of her social needs.
A lovely story that holds your attention with naughty thoughts.
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Thank you!
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I love that last detail. You go from sexy to gross in seconds flat. Well done!
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Thanks, Josh.
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Ooh that’s clever. Her feelings and desires are real, you have such a gift for observation.
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It started off so Mills and Boon, and then… Nice one Sandra.
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Oh Sandra, hilarious. The things that go on in kitchens these days. Great take.
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Many good things in this story. Took a moment to comprehend, that’s good flash fiction.
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