King Size Overbed Table Novels & Stories

He led me to a door. "We are here." He grinned, pushing open the door. My eyes took in the large bedroom. The decor was mostly Grey, just like his eyes. It was simple yet classic. There was a king-sized bed right in the middle of the bedroom and at the far end there were a table and a chair. My eyes moved to the other corner of the room and I spotted another door. It was probably the bathroom. There was a 32 inch flat screen television. I turned back to him.

"Yes, it's being sold. The girls are starting their own business. Specialty furniture similar to that piece. It sold for quite a bundle. The mate to it sold for $5500. We won't get the same amount for the used one, but it should do fine. We're getting a new, larger mattress for the bedroom so we're working on a bed frame for it." "How big?" Dad asked. "An Alaskan King; nine by nine. Lots of room for the three of us, even when Julia's ready to pop," I said. "I didn't know they made them that big," Reggie said. "Sounds like it could be a lot of fun." Since he and Marge regularly engaged in orgies, I wasn't surprised. I decided I should address the elephant in the room and get it over with, kin

He opened the door at the end of the hallway. Wow. The room was beautiful. The walls were light silver with ebony furniture. There was a large platform bed that looked to be King-sized. The bedding and decorative pillows were silver, black, and gold. A beautiful chandelier hung above the bed, which gave off a warm light. There was a window wall to the right of the bed with French doors that led out to a balcony. There was even a large TV on the wall. It had to be at least 86 inches. Damn. That was a beautiful TV alright.

She just ran inside after he turned the lights on. "Wow! Aiden, this is breathtaking," she admitted as she admired the gold decor inside the room. The king bed was enormous also, with four thick golden posts going up in the air. Katherine giggled as she ran and jumped on the bed, lying down, running her hands over the gold silk sheets.

That’s never going to happen. I looked around for somewhere to sit so we could start. There was the gaming chair. And there was the bed. The bed was a California king, which I knew because I'd seen them in magazines and thought they looked like something you'd need a map to navigate. It sat in the middle of the room as big as a small country, covered in white linen sheets that were perfectly made, taking up a frankly irresponsible amount of floor space. Other than that, the room was surprisingly bare of any personality. Expensive, yes, but I thought that was on purpose.

I mumbled. Damn he is good, I found a king single that I like that has heaps of storage drawers underneath but also has a bookcase at the top of the bedhead, a matching bedside table, a set of draws, a desk, chair, bookcase, mattress, pillows. The rest he said I can order online and get them to deliver, this lot he puts what he can in the car as they are in flat packs the rest he has gotten them to deliver at a cheaper cost than normal as the delivery driver wanted a photo with the car.

It was exactly what I imagined it would be. The king-sized bed sat in the center of the room, covered in black cotton sheets with a heavy charcoal throw folded neatly at the foot. Floor-to-ceiling windows, thick matte blackout curtains framed them. Dark oakwood panels trimmed the walls, and a large seascape oil painting hung high over the headboard. Everything smelled faintly of Amber musk and leather, rich, dark, and unmistakably him.

Plush, brown colored sofas and armchairs were arranged artfully around the room, creating cozy nook for relaxation. There was a majestic king-sized bed, draped in the finest Egyptian linens and adorned with delicate, hand-stitched embroidery, standing as the room's centerpiece. A stunning, hand-carved wooden headboard, adorned with intricate mother-of-pearl inlays, added a touch of regal sophistication.

he even looked at the bed indicating that I should look at it. It’s really a cream colored king sized bed. I know, just by looking at it, we won’t touch each other as we sleep there. I'm not a bad sleeper either, so I'm sure we won't get to touch each other while sleeping. Both side of the bed has a bedside table with lamps. This room screams luxury. A large painting at the wall right at the top of our bed. Our bed. Damn, I think I really should be used to it now.

"Because the King's room is one of the most dangerous and needs to be very well guarded." I nodded. "Many things can be hidden..." I said quietly. "Yes." Soren then walked further to the left and I saw that there was a small corridor and then there was a rest and living room there, with a round table in black marble, with wooden chairs in dark red and black tones. The table is already set and the smell of food makes me forget all this opulence. I see that there's a bit of everything and most of it is something I like, so I quickly approach, grab a plate and serve myself.