Lunch was spent really close to each other, in some abondoned parking lot. Happy Thanksgiving to all.
We talked and agreed it was time to go back, and I couldn't help but thank her for the very special gift she gave. She shared with me some incredibly important things about her, and I learned how truly a sensual and passionate person she was.
Slowly, we both turned to each other and started a slow kiss. There, stretched in the dim light of the parking lot only our lips met in the physical plane, but there was something deeper touched and released within me.
I drove her back to her car and we kissed goodbye. We shared with each other what we liked sexually, and I shared with her some of the difficulties in my marriage and how my wife is not the most sexually minded person. Regardless of the problems, we still talked on the phone for hours on end when we could, and spent the day at work chatting away about us. Two sets of lips pressing together can simulatneously release and create a tremendous amount of tension in a single simple act.
Afterwards, breathless, and me covered in sweat, I couldn't contain my giggles. We broke and looked into each other's eyes, then noticed someone coming out of the building toward us. Holidays are starting up, we all are really busy, and we post but I don't know if we even ask each other how things are going.
Is this how we agreed how we would take it slow? Tuesday, after work, we drove to a park and went for a walk together and ended up making out to breathlessness; she kisses so amazingly fantastic, I found myself wanting to sweep her off her feet. A lot about that kiss.
Control was not to be found within us, we raced ahead into each other. she is so incredibly beautiful, I had no idea what to talk about or to say. We broke and looked into each other's eyes, then noticed someone coming out of the building toward us.
There is the friend's kiss, a common kiss, even a family kiss. Well, we slowly moved closer and she slowly rested her head on my shoulder.
Her taste, the taste of her body can only be described as a rose. We did, afterwork, and spent the next hour exploring each other's body.
Our lips met and the world fell away for a brief second while we shared three distinct and moving kisses. We broke quietly, then went in and waited the next agonizing four hours before we could meet again.
We parted, and my heart is breaking not being with her. Holidays are starting up, we all are really busy, and we post but I don't know if we even ask each other how things are going. I have been rendered incompetant as effectively as a sledgehammer to the head. We talked in between kisses about how badly we wanted each other but we both knew we needed to wait. On Monday, we met to just talk, but being so cold we sat in my car and just talked.
Her taste, the taste of her body can only be described as a rose.
Two sets of lips pressing together can simulatneously release and create a tremendous amount of tension in a single simple act.
Is this how we agreed how we would take it slow? Her scent is clean, fresh like you would imagine a bouquet and she moaned so wonderfully for me as she came not once, but twice with me kissing her wherever she desired.