Daydreamer
Sitting on the sea
Soaking up the sun
She remembers the first time she saw him; he was very nice and polite to her. She wasn't looking for anything, this was her first outing since the loss of her husband. Her job had her traveling with people and he ended up being their driver. The first few times she was around him she kept to herself, barely even talked. As she saw him more and more, she relaxed and did make small talk but something happened late one night. Now sure if it was the drink or two she had or that maybe he touched her soul. She said too much to him that night and didn't know how he would take it. I think he was intrigued by her and baited her, seeing what she would say. Everything changed that night. She never felt this way about anyone since her lose. He moved her in ways she couldn't explain. He was under her skin and she actually enjoyed it. Things were different, this wasn't an overpowering sexual attraction, there was one there but it wasn't the only force driving her. He touched her heart, soul, and mind. She began to crave him, his presence, just the thought of him drove her crazy. He wasn't like all the other men that just wanted her for sex. He wanted her for her, he saw the inner beauty that she holds. They had a connection. She's not sure how he feels or what he's thinking, he's a hard one to read but he always says the right things at the right moment. He makes an effort to see her even when it's hard for them to find the time because of their lives. They both know it's wrong, but they find comfort in each other. Knowing that there is at least one person out there thinking and caring about them. The day finally comes that they can spend some alone time together, just the two of them. They can leave all their cares at the door and just makes this time about them. She gives him a huge hug, holding him tight. It had been awhile since she saw him and just wanted to hold him. She inhaled his scent and felt the intoxicating effect he has on her. They sat down on the couch, holding hands, she loved the feel of their fingers intertwined. His brown eyes melt her into putty. She doesn't even care what happens tonight, she is with him and that's all that matters. He tells her all about his travels, she can hear the excitement in his voice as he tells her. She runs her free hand along the side of his face, caressing his beautiful skin. Her fingers run lightly in his hair as he talks. She moves closer to him. Her hand moves down along his jaw, pausing for a moment, trying to read his eyes, she moves in closer and finally kisses him. The feel of his soft lips on hers is amazing. It's a gentle kiss, he doesn't pull away. She can feel his arm moving around her, holding her, he returns the kiss. They pull away from each other and looking into each other's eyes. Neither one speaks for what seems like minutes.
She finally says, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that." and looks down.
He gently touches her chin and pulls her face up and tells her, "I've been wanting to do the same thing for a very long time."
He takes her hand and leads her to the bedroom. She finds that he had done some planning already and she softly smiles to herself, thinking he is amazing. The room is softly lit and he has a bouquet of carnations by the bed, her heart melts, he actually remembered that she loves carnations. Her heart is racing, she's never been so excited and nervous at the same time. He comes up behind her, brushing her hair aside and kisses her neck. She feels electricity run down her spine. He continues kissing her moving to her shoulder. He reaches around her and starts unbuttoning her blouse as he still kisses her skin. Her blouse is now off, he turns her around and kisses her. This kiss is more passionate, she feels his soft lips, and her lips start to part as she feels his tongue dancing with hers. Her knees weaken, she wraps her arms around him, feeling the heat of him. Her hands pulling his shirt up and over his head. She admirers his godlike chest. She moves to the bed and lies down taking him with her. They lie there, starring at each other not wanting the night to end. She rubs her hand over his chest leaning down and kissing his neck as she kisses him all over. She lays her head down on his chest and listens to his heartbeat. She can feel his fingers playing with her hair and at that very moment everything is right in the world.
She opens her eyes and realizes they fell asleep, he looks so peaceful sleeping there next to her. She watches him thinking how can someone be so amazingly beautiful. She moves ever so slightly not wanting to wake him she has a plan for that. She moves to the edge of the bed and stands up and removes her skirt, her eyes still watching him sleep. She thinks to herself how did I get so lucky to have a man like this in my life. She stops for a moment wondering if she should continue. Would moving forward ruin what they have between them? Would he be disappointed in her? She almost grabs her stuff to leave when she sees him stir. She can't leave now, after everything that has happened, wasn't this what she wished for? He rolls onto his back still asleep. She crawls back onto the bed, crawling over him. She straddles him and starts to lightly kiss his neck. A kiss there, then one over there. Moving her way down. She can feel his chest rise and fall with each breath he takes. She's now on his chest, kissing and lightly licking his skin. She can feel him stir a bit. She keeps on kissing his chest, her tongue licking his left nipple. His hands move, reaching for her. Her hand stops one of his, their fingers interlocking. She holds it down on the bed, his other hand has found her hair as she makes her move farther down his chest. She can feel his heart beating faster, there's heat rising from his body and she knows that he's hers for the moment. Her free hand moves to his pants and unbuttons them. Her fingers find the zipper and pulls it down. His hand tightens around hers. She is almost there. Kissing his belly button as she inhales his scent. Her head is spinning. She looseness her fingers and lets his hand go. She slides further down the bed, still licking his skin. She has found what she's looking for and without using her hands, she licks the head of his hard cock. Her tongue running around it. She hears a faint moan escape his lips. She begins to take his cock in her mouth. Sliding her tongue down as her lips seal around it. She moves her mouth up and down his hard cock, licking and sucking. She takes him all the way in her mouth, feeling his hairs tickle her nose. She can tell by how his body is reacting that he's enjoying himself very much. She brings her lips up to the rim of his head and runs her tongue around it. Licking and playing with it, his hips move. She knows that he wants more. She teases him a bit more with her tongue, he's moaning out more. Deciding if she should tease him more or give him what he wants, her hand finds his balls and gently plays with them. He shakes. She knows he's close. She takes him all in, feeling him in her throat, he moans out louder. She continues sucking and licking him. She feels his hand on her shoulder, she looks up at him and sees that he's off in a pleasure filled world. He squeezes her, she knows what's going to happen next. She feels his cock get super hard as he releases his cum in her mouth. His body shakes as she finishes licking all the cum out of him. He grabs her and pulls her down on the bed as he switches with her. She's surprised to see that his cock is still hard. Their eyes lock and she can see the hunger in his eyes. He's between her legs, his cock teasing her. Her heart is pounding, she wants him so badly. The tip of his cock rubs against her clit, she moans out. She reaches for him, he stops her hands and holds them over her head as his cock slides in her. She moans out. This wasn't no ordinary sex, they made love in their own way. They finish and fall asleep in each arms.
She awoke and found herself on the couch. She rubs her eyes and looks around. Where is she? She realizes she's in her own apartment and that it was only a dream. A very real dream that she wishes would come true but deep down inside she knows it may never happen. She puts her head back down on the couch with a tear running down her cheek.
