New Erotic Fiction Presents – Hyde in the Bushes

 

Hyde in the Bushes

Joshua Spencer was walking home from work around eight o’clock.  He didn’t usually work this late, and he was mildly annoyed because it was getting dark.  On any ordinary day Joshua was a mild sort of man, and he was pretty void of significant features, or even strong personality traits.  He got out of bed every day, kissed his wife and children, and went to work; except on Saturdays when he played golf, and Sundays when he took the children out.  But this was not an ordinary day.  Joshua’s temper was becoming worse with every step.

  “Why the hell can’t they do it themselves?” he mumbled under his breath as he quickened his pace, “bloody wankers, the lot of them!”  He passed several other pedestrians as he was mumbling to himself, some of them he had met him many times before, but now they looked concerned to see him in such a foul mood.  They gave him a wide berth, neglecting their usual evening salutations.  Joshua did not raise his head.

   The route looked different at this time in the evening, and Joshua felt a slight unease as darkness started to descend on his already darkening mood.  It was almost as though the darkness seeped into his head as it fell down over the rooftops on either side of the street.  He watched resignedly as the last feint line of sunlight on the pavement disappeared.  He sat on a nearby park bench to catch his breath; he had been walking much faster than usual.  He felt irritable.

   Joshua was indeed a modern day Henry Jekyll, always trying too hard to conceal his true feelings, wearing an unusually conservative appearance at all times; even at home.  His life obliged him to conceal his real pleasures, and this caused an extreme duplicity of emotions.  It was only in moods such as the one he had worked himself into on this particular evening, that he could remove his disguise and submit to his more “imperious desires”… Continue reading