The Night
With only a few phone calls and email exchanges my curiosity has brought me to a foreign place. As I stepped off the platform the dark sky greeted me. The wind was whipping by my face, stinging my eyes. I looked around me for a familiar face. There were none.My anticipation was quickly turning into panic. I nervously stepped inside the station. I spotted a gentleman standing in the corner, coolly leaning on the counter. It was "JM". There was a certain cocksure nature about him. The expression on my face turns into a wide toothy smile. Burning sensations ran up my cheeks.
Embraces were exchanged along with a quick peck on the lips. Though inside I secretly wished to touch his soul with my lips. He grabbed my bag and led the way to his car. The drive went by in what seemed like a matter of seconds. I was so consumed with his ebony skin, alabaster teeth and enticing eyes that I noticed none of my surroundings as he drove.
We arrived at the restaurant and ordered a couple of cocktails. I thought, good, maybe this will help settle my nerves! We passed the time with conversation and laughter. Amazingly, this man stimulated my mind. I could only speculate if he could stimulate my body. Our server made the remark what a nice couple we were. I thought so too. Little did she know I had just met this man for the first time less than an hour ago! The food was delicious but I thought JM would probably be a bit tastier.
I took in the ambience of JM's home when we arrived. The home I had tried to envision so many times. The mental canvas I had of JM sitting on the phone conversing with me I could now see first hand. Not at all what I had expected, not your normal bachelor pad. There was a definite combination of individual style and class. JM put his arms around me and gave me what I had been waiting for, that first kiss. Our lips fit together like they were made for each other, moved like they were dancing together. I felt the chill bumps creep up my legs.
As JM prepared cocktails for us, I wanted to freshen up from my trip. I excused myself to the shower. Thoughts of his hands on my body washed over me as did the hot water. I quickly bathed myself to escape these thoughts. I no longer wanted questioning thoughts and all the "what ifs", I wanted to find out what I had been missing. The feelings inside of me that had been buried for so long wanted out.
We sipped our cocktails during conversation and eventually moved to the bedroom to watch some TV. The TV idea didn't last long. Nervousness washed over my body. My old body suddenly felt like I was just a young girl again. As I watched JM's hands glide over my legs and work their up I felt a fever rise. My senses were awakened. Our arms and legs were entangled. Rubbing, touching, caressing, grabbing, kissing, and groping, no stone was left unturned. Everything I had imagined but 10 fold.
My body yearned for more, screamed for more and begged for more. I looked into JM's eyes and he knew. Nothing was said, nothing asked as he entered me. The feeling was indescribable. The whole bed was soaked. Was this from me? The feeling of this pure raw lust being satisfied was incredible. Our night ended falling asleep in each others arms, dreaming of more to come.
