Overheard
A Promptoberfest story
© 2024 by Walter Reimer

Thumbnail art by  tegerio

Prompt: sausage


Overheard in a secretarial pool
(translated from Japanese):

“Emiko?”

“Yeah, Miwa?”

“Girlfriend, what’s wrong? You’re grinding your teeth.”

“Sorry. Had a problem on the Metro this morning.”

“Uh oh. What happened?”

“I’m standing there, and you know how it is some mornings – “

“Yeah, sometimes too tight to breathe.”

“Right. Well, I’m standing there, waiting for my stop, and I feel something rubbing against my rear end.”

“Oh no.”

“Oh yeah. It felt like – do you know, one of those Italian deli sausages?”

“Pepperoni?”

“Is that the one on pizza?”

“Yeah.”

“No, it wasn’t that one. The bigger one.”

“Wow. Emiko, you had a cock the size of a salami rubbing up on you?”

“Yeah. I managed to turn around, and here’s a damned horse grinning at me. Huge bulge in his pants, so I knew it was him.”

“Um, Emiko?”

“Yeah, Miwa?”

“You didn’t ask him on a date, did you? I mean, you’re an Akita – “

“Miwa, I don’t ask out everyone I meet, and I certainly wasn’t going to ask out this guy. He was being an abusive asshole.”

“Sorry, Emiko. What did you do?”

“I kneed him in the crotch.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“What’d he do?”

“He passed out. Eyes rolled up in the back of his head and everything.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah. Know the best part?”

“What?”

“Everyone was packed in so tightly he couldn’t fall down. My station came up, and I got the hell off the train.”

“Feel better now, Emiko?”

“Yeah, Miwa.”

“Good. Let’s get to work.”



end