It’s Friday, my birthday, and I have plans with girlfriends. You call to tell me you’ve just touched down and going straight into the city to meet some friends. I say I’ll stop by to say hi, so after work, I go looking for you. I get there. There are some people there that I recognize, so I say hi – butterflies doing a dance in my stomach cuz I haven’t spotted you yet. Finally I catch a glimpse, slide myself over to you, hugs, squeezes. Damn you look good. There are so many people around that their presence wipes my wetness. Pleasantries are exchanged, time is passing.
“I can’t stay long, gotta run.”
“Don’t leave – you just got here.”
Your eyes are piercing right through me - under their watch my blood runs hot.
“My friends are waiting for me.”
“Stay….”
My mouth is dry and I wanna taste your lips.
“Call me later – I’ll be home. Come by if you want.”
Did I just invite you over? Hmmm…wonder if you’ll show.
1am
The bell rings and I automatically feel self conscious cuz I have kitty cat pajamas on. Nah, couldn’t be….could it?
I buzz you up although I’m a little afraid to let you in. How did you figure out where I live?
“Come in.”
I show you around – the small apartment can hardly contain the energy that has just walked in. The air is sucked from my lungs and I stop breathing.
“Have a seat.”
Because I can’t think of anything else to do, I turn on the tv.
“Wanna watch a movie?”
“No.”
No? now what? You dream about these moments – play them over and over again like a musical refrain, but the time is now and I’m clueless.
“So what do you wanna do then?”
Did I just ask that out loud? I knew what I wanted to do but I could be reading this whole thing wrong. For a second I felt foolish.
“I’m still dirty from the plane. Shower – I wanna take a shower.”
A shower? Hmmm…this could be interesting.
You follow me to the bathroom as I turn on the hot water for you – not realizing you are undressing behind me. I turn to face you and I see your skin.
“Wanna join me?”
Without waiting for an answer, you pull my kitty cat top over my head – my arms up in the air like I surrender. Steam is filling the space around us as you finish undressing me, watching me, cupping my face, your hands bring my mouth to yours.
A passionate kiss that provokes a blush When one attempts to tame the rush Of two lovers locked in exotic bliss Of a sweet, seductive kiss
We’re in the shower – water flows over glowing skin as natural as a river retuning home to the ocean. Now I’m open. You run soapy hands all over my body, like we’re dancing, swimming in an aqua sea, our bodies mix, no resisting. Now I’m imagining making love to you and it’s agonizing.
Completely saturated, I kneel down – pushing you back slightly against the wall, making room for myself to please you. I take you in my hand, then to my lips, washing you with my tongue – gently, then increasing until you’re erect with masculinity – you – a tree, heavy bearing good fruit. You want to splash me with your juice, let it rain on me, my breasts, face, lick it with my lips before I let it drip. But I don’t let you.
We get out, no lights. Just two shadows dancing in moonlight reflected from candlelit walls. The bed finds us – I’m on top of you, like I’m sitting on a mountain trying to reach my peak. I feel the warmth of you inside me, the aroma we create is making me high. I’m there, but you take me higher – like the ebb and flow of a tide. I flood you, orgasms gently falling like the first snow of the season. I’m drenched, we rotate, there’s more love to share, so you take the lead. Soooo slow – you show me the true meaning of ecstasy.
The moon caresses two bodies melting into a chocolate glaze My fantasy becomes reality under a starry haze A scene so pornographic, you have me in a daze Never knew you could please me in so many ways
Morning is here, daybreak. We find each other and begin to reenact the night, memories in a mental play back – trying to recapture what we shared only a few hours ago while forging ahead recreating memories yet to come. So sweet and intoxicating, we indulge in vicarious pleasures. I want you so close to me that your soul touches mine. You feel me all over, warm, you wrap my arms and legs around you and again we make waves. As you release, I squeeze you. Sopping, you wet my lips again with kisses until your unhurried breath brings us to a slow slumber under morning skies. A soft, sexy whisper finds its way to my ear….
“Happy Birthday Brookeybaby”