Garden of Pleasure

chapter 4

            The sun cast itself through my window, warming my bare skin beneath my blanket. I like to sleep bare, I can’t help it. Despite the frigid cold air outside this time of year, my apartment was nice and toasty warm. I reached my arms to the sky and arched my back loving the feeling of elongating my body. I laid back down and began touching my thighs, my head swam with images of Charlie and his muscular frame. Even through clothing I knew there was something special that I desperately wanted.

            I wanted to snap back to the reality that I just met him and shouldn’t be envisioning him while touching myself. But I resisted that reality and kept at it, fondling my breasts and playing with my nipples until they stood out sharp and rosy. I knew I shouldn’t get swept away like this but then I thought…why not? How often have I let myself enjoy the act of pleasing myself to the thought of someone else? Especially someone as incredibly sexy as Charlie. His name rolled off my tongue so easily, I loved that.

            I felt my pleasure building and building as I touched myself just the way I liked. I found it incredibly erotic the way the blanket was rubbing against my proud erect nipples. Something about it all just felt so naughty and sinful. I pictured sliding my body against his and kissing him hard, our bodies always tangles and inseperable. I wanted his breath against my ear and my name escaping his lips, I wanted all of him to be mine. It surprised me how much I wanted him sexually, I wasn’t in love with him. Not yet at least, I could see myself falling for him so easily though and not looking back.

            As I touched my clit I felt my pleasure reaching the brink and I cried his name as I let myself spiral down into the depths of pleasure. Relieved and breathing hard I caught my breath and waited until my desire for him faded…it didn’t. Well hell, I couldn’t be spanking my monkey all morning. I shed the blanket and walked to my shower in the buff…I consider being naked a sensual experience. I turned the shower to hot and let the water overtake my body. I wanted to be shaved and smooth everywhere for my date. I shampooed with a cherry blossom shampoo and conditioner and rinsed.

        Once I felt refreshed and clean I stepped out and twisted my hair into one long damp braid. I dashed to my closet to find curve hugging jeans and a lace top and decorative scarf. I checked my clock and breathed a sigh of relief, it read 10:30am. I had time to spritz perfume and apply some light mascara and lip balm before I visited a shop on the way to the park, to calm my nerves. I planned on visiting a boutique named Claire. I needed a new pair of flats and not the old back converse that I was currently sporting. I threw on a light jacket and hat since the weather man said it would me mid-sixties and left to join the ever going Chicago crowd.

         The 15 minute journey to Claire was complete fucking hell. It was crowded but the weather was warm. The weather in Chicago is simply unpredictable but I was glad on a day like today since I had a date. I made my way into the store and immediately smelled eau de Claire. I hated the signature perfume but I loved the store, I went to find the shoes and to my dismay all the flats were above 60$...completely out of my price range on a librarians salary. I left saddened but came to a halt when I reached the lingerie department.

          I couldn’t help myself, I walked towards the first piece of beautiful silk or lace. It felt so soft and smooth between my fingers, like heaven. Even though I wasn’t particularly active in that department currently, I was on birth control. I hated periods and cramping so I saw my doctor and did away with all that shit. I walked until I saw a beautiful lilac lace bra and matching thong, I had to have it and I should treat myself sometimes. I purchased them at the checkout counter for 30$. The checkout lady looked at me and said “I hope you have someone special to show off such beautiful lingerie for.” I smiled and looked her in the eye. “So do I.”