The Housewife Fantasies
(A collection of four short stories)
Published by Dee Phillips at Smashwords
Copyright 2012 Dee Phillips
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Whipped Cream Dreams
(#1 of The Housewife Fantasies)
Marlene was a housewife, one of those domesticated beings that are truly ordinary. She did nothing that was outstanding. She didn’t write great novels secretly at her computer in the basement. She didn’t create fantastic works of art under an assumed name. She wasn’t a musical genius. In fact, she didn’t even work outside the home, helping others in foreign countries, or serving the public in even a menial job. Marlene even looked ordinary. Oh, her figure was fine enough, with curves where they should be and not an ounce of fat on her body. But her face was ordinary, not even pretty really. Her hair was plain brown, though she kept it clean and shining. Her eyes were a non-descript brown, but they did have little flecks of gold in them that reflected brightly in certain lights. Her face was oval and her skin was clear. But that was about all that could be said of it. It was just a face that you would see in any crowded place, one that no-one would give a second look at. The trouble was, Marlene didn’t want to be ordinary. All day long she did her ordinary chores, cleaning and dusting, vacuuming and cooking. She polished silver, she made beds, she cleaned the bathrooms, she swept the floors and wiped down the dingy walls. In the fall she raked the leaves and in winter she shoveled snow. It was all so boring. Wasn’t there anything worth living for in life? Of course, when she was first married, she loved her husband…and still loved him to this day, if truth be told. They had a great sex life and her sexual appetites were well satisfied, on a weekly basis. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was every day, day-to-day living. Marlene was not satisfied with life in general. The only thing she had were her fantasies.