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Ken and Barbie

Ken and Barbie

A Story by R. L. Hill

Love is not always satisfying.



Ken And Barbie



"Hey, you..."


Ken tossed his bag on the couch and loosened his tie before sliding up to his wife's side in the kitchen. She was just finishing up the dishes, and had a light sweat on her forehead that made her glow in this very nineteen-fifties-trophy-housewife kind of way. She was damn sexy in her cut-off blue jeans and tattered tie-dyed tank top.


"Hey, baby..."


Barbie leaned into his side and brushed her lips to his cheek. "How was your day?" She tucked the dishtowel in the front pocket of her faded jeans - self-patched in numerous places with colorful fabrics. Twisting to face him, she reached up to remove his glasses and set them on the just recently disinfected counter top.


"Oh you know...the usual. Eric has me working on this huge manuscript. It's pushing seven-hundred fu...reaking pages. Sorry...And the deadline is driving me into the dirt. This guy vomits clichés onto the page, and I feel like my brain will implode if I even try to nibble on another chapter, ya know?" He slumped his shoulders and sighed dramatically resulting in a tinkling of laughter from Barbie. He loved that sound. She had been so focused on her book lately that her laughs had been a rare thing over the last few months. Their life had slowly set  sail on the waves of deadlines, and while he was drowning, she was flourishing.


"Well, there's your review right there, hon."


She brought herself up on her tiptoes ever so much so that she could kiss his lips. It was brief and sweet, and she pulled away all too soon to say, "Why don't you go take a shower and then we'll eat dinner. Some food in your stomach will cheer you up. Okay?"


His stomach grumbled as if on queue, but he ignored the sensation and the waft of something spicy drifting from the oven.


"I'm hungry for something else...Hm?'


He brought his lips to brush her earlobe and whispered softly..."Wanna take a hot bath with me? I'll rub your shoulders if you rub mine."


"Mmm...that sounds tempting, baby, but you know, I gotta finish dinner. I don't want it to burn. Just go take a shower, and we can relax later." She started to pull away but he would not let go that soon. He scooped his arms around her waist and held her for a moment. Her nose crinkled in frustration, and he liked that. It was sexy.


"Come on...Let it burn. It's just a meal. I want you...I've had a stressful day." She wiggled out of his arms.


"Ken...I've been planning this dinner all day, and my writing has given me an appetite. I'm hungry and want to finish this up so I can eat and you can eat. I know you're hungry...We can relax later."


"But, look so good right now."


"Later. Go take a shower."




She pecked his cheek and patted his butt as he walked to the bathroom. He took a glance at her over his shoulder as he shrugged off his pants and tossed them too on the couch. She was achingly beautiful bent over checking the temperature of whatever she had bubbling in the oven. For a moment, he thought of when they were living in their first apartment. She was cooking back then too, but she was also wild.


With a sigh he found himself to the shower. It felt like an eternity waiting for the water to warm itself to barely tolerable, but he slid into the water soon enough; enough time to still be thinking about his wife. Hot steam eventually rose to clear his sinuses as he scrubbed his body down with lavender body wash. He had run out of his own manish-scented scrub three days ago and had not had the time to run to the store. Barbie was working on the final bout of her book, so he understood why she could not make it to the store. He could be patient, but it did feel odd to walk into work smelling like lavender. He sighed as he watched the suds wash down the drain.


"You always say later..."

© 2016 R. L. Hill

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I LOVED this. It was fun to read because I pictured my favorite toy with each word. It shows the typical perfect couple, still has problems sometimes. Wonderfully written!

Posted 3 Years Ago

The dynamics of the plastic couple seem like the threshold of a new stage in their relationship, one that will either make or break the two of them. Barbie seems to have settled on the emotional aspect of the relationship, deriving huge comfort and pleasure from just emotions whereas Ken's desires are more physical, as seen in the way you highlighted them . . . I wouldn't say that the love is unsatisfying per se, just that they're headed on the path of a new test that will test how the duo will turn out. Well done, this was very intriguing.

Posted 3 Years Ago

This is a very good product of your imagination bout the dynamics between the famous plastic couple. i especially like the way you highlighted Ken's erotic desires and lack of patience.

Posted 3 Years Ago

This puts a bit of depth, and variation to the famous plastic couple of Ken And Barbie. Its really good, and I have to admit, I would love to read more. Maybe make some kind of book off of it?

Posted 3 Years Ago

That's what happens when plastic people get married

Posted 3 Years Ago

This is a nice piece that adds depth to a fun and usually aesthetic fictional couple. Well done :)

Posted 3 Years Ago

Aww this is cute and at the same time I feel like giving Ken a hug because Barbie's too busy to. A different take on the "dream couple", makes them less staged and plastic, they have to wait and work for what they want it isn't perfect. I like it.

Posted 3 Years Ago

A very enjoyable read with a difference. Thank you.

Posted 3 Years Ago

Can't say I blame the poor girl, I've seen Ken naked....ha, different twist here Quirklet, always an enjoyable read from your quirky pen. ;-)

Posted 3 Years Ago

This was adorable .Do they live in Barbie's dreamhouse ? lol

Posted 3 Years Ago

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13 Reviews
Added on February 16, 2014
Last Updated on May 4, 2016
Tags: anti-valentines, love, heartbreak, marriage, struggles, work, family


R. L. Hill
R. L. Hill

San Antonio, TX

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