This story is one of my earliest pieces and it was just amazing to write. it almost wrote itself once I got the story laid out and it is my personal favorite. I always come back to it for inspiration too. There is just something about the innocence of young adulthood and the hands of fate at work that just makes me happy every time I read it. I hope you enjoy it as well.
Thank you all for reading,
The Amoristicpillow
Conversations With the Moon
Of all the kinds of lovers it is possible for one to have, I must state that the best friend as lover is the best of all possible types and have often thought of how amazing it would be to have that kind of relationship. So deeply compatible only a look would be all that was need to convey thoughts and feelings. I dreamed of the completeness she would bring and could only imagine the rapture of losing myself in her body and soul. One night stands never interested me for I always wanted something special rather than temporary, I wanted to kiss with my heart as much as my lips. I always knew she existed I just didn't know where she was exactly or how to find her. They say there is someone for everyone out there but how often do we really find the right one and how many just settle. What If she lives all the way on the other side of the world? Would we ever get together or spend our live wondering where that perfect person is? Adrift on the sea of happily united people and half fulfilled souls simply floating alone awaiting the tides of fate to bring us together if ever. So many worries I had on the subject like what if I found her and didn't know it right away and let her pass me by. I wondered if the currents of destiny would drift us together until we got it right and if the connection was automatic or was it all up to us after that? Would I recognize a diamond in the rough or pass it over because I’d thought it not perfect? Would I know the magic when it happened or not even know of the spell being cast? I just wanted to live the dream not imagine what If anymore and I would never settle for anything less. How much was possibly in my hands often scared me at the proneness.
Sometimes I’d look up at the night sky and look at the shining moon always there to listen to me while I pondered the future. Glowing amidst the deep flowing sea of stars I would stare up at it and wonder if my true love was stargazing at that very moment wondering where the hell I was too. The process was overwhelming to think it left to chance and the prospect of settling was unacceptable. I decided to keep my faith in the mystical powers of fate and hoped they would guide me to my destiny. If not the priesthood was always an option. Ok I wasn't that desperate but it was wearing on my mind a lot. All the great works of literature depict those epic love stories that make you yearn to experience something remotely close. It made me believe fairytale love was possible and not just the stuff of lore so I continued my quest. I searched for her in all the usual places, clubs, and bars and even in night school but to no avail, my significant other just wasn't going to be that easy to find. So days turned into weeks and week into months and well you know the drill, life goes on and you get busy in the everyday details and time always marches on. By the time I finished college id lost focus in my search for my other half but that certain empty feeling was always inside me. Trying to find my place in life was enough to keep my mind busy but my heart always felt the need for its echo beat.
Early one summer I got my first bonus check and just couldn't wait to share it with someone. I made a bunch of calls and all my friends were happy for me but also busy and couldn't go out to celebrate with me. With a big sigh I though at least my folks will be proud and headed over to the old place right after work. Pulling up in front of my folk's house I noticed across in the neighbor's yard there was a very attractive figure in the driveway just finishing up washing a new car. At first I was intrigued by this dynamic female form and who it might be in those cutoff shorts and tight t shirt. Upon getting a better look I was and half in a state of shock and half somewhat embarrassed as I realized it was the youngest kid my neighbors had, their daughter Ashley. I grew up with her brothers and she was always tagging along even though being a few years behind most of the kids in the neighborhood. She was all grown up now as I could easily see and as I got closer I recognized the remnants of her childhood face in the now very attractive one that was happily watching me walk up the driveway. Growing up I bet I saw her smile thousands of times during those years and it was amazing how different yet familiar it was. I started to realize how long it was since I saw her last and how much fun we used to have and felt a twinge of regret I hadn’t kept in better touch. When she gave me a peck on the cheek as she said hello her whole face seemed to smile at me I was having trouble thinking straight. In a state of shock I managed to find my sense of humor and initiated a bit of the witty banter that we always used have between us.
I said "you got a license to drive this thing?” pointing at her new car. She laughed and said "I sure do, and a job that I can afford it too! I’m even old enough to buy you a drink old man" and she laughed at me some more. ”That’s true” I replied with a smile of my own “but you're only a few years younger and catching up fast too I see! But its still so hard not to see you as a kid not a grown up.” “ Ha!” She exclaimed “I'm a woman already, can't you see that? Or maybe you’ve been working too hard lately and forget what one looks like?” she said with a twinkle in her eyes. Stepping back and feeling a bit of redness in my cheeks I really looked at her anew and drank in the beauty of this freshly blossomed flower. Seeing I was assessing the goods she twirled for me and held out her hand like a game show model and made a Ta-da sound before we both burst into a bout of the giggles. She was gorgeous from head to toe with a disarming smile and personality and I couldn’t have been happier for how my long time friend had bloomed. Realizing I might have been staring I quickly shook off my stare and said “speaking of work, I just got my first bonus, not enough to retire on but plenty for two to go have a really nice dinner."
"Great!" she exclaimed "I'm almost finished here and can be ready by seven!" “Sounds like a plan” I said, “meet you back here at seven then?" She gave me a disapproving look and my heart sank thinking maybe she really didn't want to go to dinner until she spoke is a overdone southern twang and said “” gentleman callers must present themselves in the parlor and receive approval from the master of the house!" wincing I asked “does your father still remember it was I who broke the back kitchen window?” She giggled at me and said I’m sure if you don't bring it up neither will he, but be prepared to make reparations just in case. Just how big was that bonus anyway? Replacement glass isn’t cheap these days. In my best Rhett Butler imitation I sad “frankly my dear it’s big, damn big.” And we both laughed like the kids we really were inside. With both of us giggling she chased me towards my folk's house threatening me with the garden hose and I managed to yell that I'd be there at seven just beating a stream of water across the street.
My folks were home and I quickly relayed my good news of the day and that Ashley and I were going out to get something to eat. My mom smiled a big beaming smile and said “you know she’s always adored you.” I laughed a bit of a nervous laugh, thinking she was pulling my leg; we were just good friends and will always be just a kid in my eyes and in sure that’s all she saw in me. “Oh come on you didn't know? It was so obvious; all you had to do was look. She used to follow you boys around all the time, don't you remember?” “Sure” I said, “but it was never anything other than her liking to hang around with all of the neighborhood kids.” “Smiling that smile only a mom can smile she continued her assault on my subconscious, “I’m sure some of it was a wanting to be with everyone, but you were special to her, never teasing or treating her like a little kid. You always treated her like a friend and that meant a lot to her.” “How you know this” I asked feeling like the victim of a female conspiracy “Did you spy on us all the time?” I said in a sort of accusatory tone. “Oh no” she laughed, “It’s much simpler than that sweetie, girls talk to each other unlike a boy who only talks about sports.
Even when you were away at school she would stop by and I'd tell her how you were doing and what you were up too. Come to think of it she always asked if you had a girlfriend too.” It seemed that the surprises today had in store for me were still unfolding and I was kind of stunned from it all. I was totally flattered that she thought so much of me and it dramatically changed the tone of my evening to come. I never considered her a romantic candidate she was just always a good friend and it was hard to see her as anything else. Although after seeing her in her car washing outfit made it a little easier but deep down I was a bit confused about how I was feeling. Add on this pressure of her possibly having a long term crush on me and I wasn’t sure how to handle this let alone how I truly felt
about it. I glanced over at her house and could see the lit up windows on the second floor and tried to imagine what she might be thinking. I wondered how serious she was talking this or if she was nervous excited or perhaps a bit of the two. All I knew was that I was sure getting a little nervous and I couldn’t explain it. It had to be just a silly trick of my mom’s I tried to tell myself. I mean this was Ashley how could I be nervous with her? It wasn’t like a date or anything like that it was just two friends going out to eat. This was silly I thought to myself and kept my thoughts to having a fun time with my long time friend whom I haven’t seen a quite a long time and looked forward to catching up with. Soon it was almost seven and I presented myself to mom for a final inspection and after a little lint picking and a straitening of the collar she gave a “have fun dear” with an all too pleased with herself smile on her face and then I was off.
I strolled up to the door gave a firm confidant knock, at least I think I did, I noticed my hands were all sweaty. What the hell was going on with me I thought to myself this is no big deal. I was still worried about that broken window thing but not this much. Her dad open the door said a big hello shook my hand like a vise and patted me on the back like I needed the Heimlich as I walked inside and as cordial as he seemed I could sense he was giving me the once over before truly letting me in his home. Her mom offered me some iced tea, and a big kiss on the cheek hello and her warm smile helped me relax a bit. I noticed the ball game was on and quickly brought up the subject and tried to keep it the main topic as I got grilled about my job, school and life in general and I was thankful nothing political was on TV. I didn’t want to have to walk through that kind of minefield tonight. A few minutes later I herd soft footsteps prancing down the stairs and I stood up and had to turn around to get a good look at her coming down.
Gracefully gliding down the stairs she appeared before us with her bright smile and energetic personality flashing like a firefly on a hot summer night. She was absolutely stunning and I found myself at a loss for words. Transformed even further from the kid I remembered into this beauty before me I could barely get out more than a wow you look great in my state of shock. Her hair was up with curly wisps hanging down to frame her face and she wore a simple yet elegant dress that perfectly accentuated a body I only realized tonight that she had. Gliding right up to me she grabbed my arm and said ready to go big guy? I'm starving!” I replied” me too; shall we go downtown or just over to the villa?” I asked giving her the choice of destinations. “Oh the Villa is perfect “she said and as simply as that we were on our way.
The Vila was a local Italian restaurant and pizza place and we had spent hours there in up in the front portion of the restaurant eating pizza, Italian ices and playing video games. Almost every week our folks would head there on the weekend and sit at the tables in the back portion with all the kids out front driving the pizza guy crazy while they tried to have an evening out. We walked over tonight since it wasn’t that far and such a beautiful evening out. She held my arm the entire way and we talked like any two buddies do when they catch up. I thought this was kind of nice, the easy conversation and she felt great holding onto my arm. She was the perfect height for me, matched my strides as we walked and we all too soon I had to let her go so we could go inside. I opened the door for her when we arrived and let her in and she waited just inside for me and returned to my arm as we walked back to the rear where the seating area was. Just our luck the owner spotted us walking in and greeted us with a big hello and a smile on his face that was all too similar to my moms.
This was getting a little annoying I was thinking to myself couldn’t two friends go out for dinner without all these romantic implications? Part of me wanted to yell out hey it’s just me and Ashley, geeze! But of course I knew Mr. Martini would have no part of that nonsense and quickly brought us to a table in the corner, lit the candle on the table and treated us like we were his most valued customers. All the time he had that big grin on his face like he was way too pleased with himself. Big change since the last time I was here where I think he was chasing me out for hitting the jukebox too hard after losing a quarter. Another memory ill keep to myself tonight I thought and chuckled inside. It was strange being in the back or grown up part of the restaurant, id never eaten in this side before and certainly not with such a beautiful date as I had tonight. Right then is when it really felt like a date as I watched him pour us a glass of wine and go over the specials I started to absorb everything that was going on tonight. As I took my first few sips of wine and we toasted to bonus’s and new cars I had this funny feeling inside and it was way more that anything the wine could induce. It was this tingling excitement all and it felt like a Christmas morning. I realized some kind of magic was happening here and rode that wave of excitement all through dinner as I felt its effects. I was really cast into the spell while awaiting some coffee and dessert when a song came on over the sound system and we both went “ooh great song” simultaneously and giggled at us blurting out the same thing.
She stood up and before I knew it we were slowly cutting up the rug between the empty tables. Her perfume made me heady and I was in awe of how well we fit together mentally and physically and how good she felt in my arms. Even Mr. Martini got into the mood and we could see him dancing with his wife through the kitchen doors. I thought to myself how wonderful it must be to love someone so much that after so many years you still enjoy each others warm embrace and hoped someday I would know it firsthand. When the music ended we stood there for a moment, wanting to continue the rhapsody of our dancing but it seemed the juke box wouldn’t cooperate. Standing close together like that I could see a sparkle in her eyes and how they looked back up at me. No one had ever looked at me that way before and the effect was almost hypnotic. I had this overwhelming urge to hold her face and bring it to mine for a long soft kiss not letting go for a good long time.
I felt my body move towards hers and I thought she was leaning towards me in anticipation but a noise in the kitchen broke our trance. In those brief moments of closeness I tried to sort out all the feelings rushing around inside me and the more I thought of Ashley in a romantic light the more excited I was about the prospects. Reluctantly we made our way back to our table and she kept looking at me that way and I hoped I wasn’t blushing. Looking across the table my perspective of her was rapidly changing from my childhood friend into this beautiful woman before me and my old friend was transforming into something much more sensual and complex. I had to focus on our conversation, not get lost looking into her eyes, those beautiful eyes, or any other part of her body since it was all very easy to look at.
After dinner we headed out walking towards home taking the long road to get there and right away she put her small hand in mine and we were on our way. We ambled past our old school and playgrounds and laughed at stories we hadn't thought about in too long a time. Halfway across the expansive park of ball fields she pointed out the bright and shining moon just rising up over the trees.” I used to look at the moon all the time when I was younger” I said; I thought it had some kind of mystical powers as I would ponder the weights of my world. “I used to do that too!” she laughed and grabbed a tighter hold on my arm and leaned her body into mine. I wrapped my arm around her and we continued on across the freshly moonlit fields arm in arm and matching steps. On the other side we came to a curb and as she stepped up she turned towards me as if to say something and our faces were only inches apart just like after the music had stopped. Without words I felt hypnotized by the look in her eyes and our faces slowly moved closer and closer together. In a magical moment our lips connected in the sweetest softest of kisses and our bodies melted together.
If I remember only one event of the story that is my life I hope it is that kiss. How it felt, how I felt inside during that entire magical moment. There is only one first kiss and this one was pure poetry. There would be many deep, passionate, loving kisses in my life, some hungry and some fulfilling but all would pale in comparison to that which was our first. At first it was tentative then we relaxed and it became more giving, probing, tender, deep and long. I felt I couldn't get close enough to her or hug her hard enough and if it was possible I tried to kiss her with my entire body. When we finally pulled apart we were breathing slightly faster trying to catch up to our rapidly beating hearts. Looking up into my eyes she whispered to me “I love you, I've always loved you” she said slightly breathless. I smiled as I looked right back into those bright twinkling eyes and said “I love you too Ashley, I've always loved you too, I just never realized it” and kissed her again letting my kiss show my love for her more than my simple words could ever do.
We kissed and swayed a slow dance to our own music until the moon was high in the night sky. I felt the magic of the moment as two friends transformed into passionate lovers bathed in the soft moonlight. We realized it was getting late and headed back towards our homes joined together at the hips and her head resting on my shoulder. All too soon were standing on her front porch and with a soft kiss and a quick, I love you, we both reluctantly headed off to our respective houses. I watched her as she disappeared behind the closing door. Walking back to my house I had the feeling like I was floating. Looking up at the moon as I crossed into my yard I smiled and gave it a wink and said thanks old friend, I don't think my feet felt the ground for a week after that. We went out several nights in row after that and some nights we just spoke on the phone. Hours of just talking couldn’t dampen our enthusiasm for being connected if only by a few thin wires. Just hearing her voice on the answering machine made my heart skip a beat and gave me a permanent grin that could last all day. Each time we went out it was better than the last, we felt so comfortable together and that turmoil I always seemed to have inside was gone my search to be complete was over. There is a special inner peace when the heart is totally contented and mine was purring like a kitten. I thought about her all the time, constantly daydreaming of being with her, next to her, touching her or just taking a deep intoxicating breath of the smell of her sweetly perfumed body.
Daytimes seemed to drag by and by the time I got to her after work I was almost crazed for her touch. My whole body tingled with an incredible excitement and feelings stirred inside me I never thought I could possibly feel whenever her body cane in contact with mine. In my arms my body was keenly aware of her presence and every nuance of having her so close to mine. From the weight of her body pressing against mine or how strong she hugged me right back to how perfectly we fit together all added to the experience. When she kissed me she kissed me softly with all her passion, willingly and thoroughly. Kisses from the heart and soul and I eagerly returned the sentiment. We took each other places we never imagined could be so beautiful, I would close my eyes and let my senses be filled with her and my heart sighed in pleasure. The longer this went on the harder it was not to want to go further take our passion to the next level and to consummate our love. Sharing the ultimate gift with your best friend is the kind of intimacy people only dream about and it was within our grasp. She stoked the fires in me so intently I wanted to ravish her every time I had her within arms reach. When she kissed me I had to used all my powers of will to hold back the sensual tiger that I felt caged inside me. The first time she visited my apartment I could hardly contain my excitement and I thought this was our opportunity to be alone and truly intimate for the first time. All day I imagined what it would be like to have our bare bodies entwine together with no holding back letting our pure passions take us where they may. I also found an equal fondness for what would follow and gave a sigh inside every time I thought of holding her sated self tightly against my body in the warm afterglow of our passionate lovemaking. Lovemaking describes it to a tee and is so appropriately named. No four letter vulgarities could describe our interludes of magic which were a physical manifestation of the love we felt inside. “Someday” I thought, someday soon we would have that nirvana between the sheets and I would savor every minute.
The closer it got to the time she would arrive the more I had to distract my mind lest I answer the door naked and jump on her in the threshold. Clean shaven decked out in some nice clothes and a clean apartment was about as much as I could do to keep busy till the doorbell rang. My door made a perfect frame for her image of beauty as I opened it and held out my hand to escort her in. she seemed excited to see my loft at last and somewhat relieved to see it was actually rather clean and not the college dorm room look she had envisioned. I gave her the quick tour it wasn’t that big a place and showed off my clean bathroom and kitchen. As a finale I gave my best sexy grin and wink just before pointing out where the bedroom was like a tour guide pointing out places of interest. She grinned back at me and slinked out towards the living room with me in tow. I slipped my arm around her waist, reached out and hit the stereo. Fortunately I changed the station from sports talk to soft music earlier that morning. I pulled her to me and placed a soft kiss on her forehead as we started to sway with the music. She pressed her face into my neck and kissed her way up to my lips one soft kiss at a time. My hands roamed he body, which sent electric tingles throughout mine. I flopped onto the couch and she jumped into my lap barely missing a beat of our passionate kissing. The feeling of her soft body pressing into me as we kissed and caressed each other was making me absolutely wild. My blood was rushing through my body and it was impossible to breathe normally. I felt hot excited and wonderful all at once. I thought that if I didn't take her back to the bedroom soon my body might explode. In her ear I whispered I love you, and said come make love to me the way you kiss me. She grabbed my hand brought it to her face and kissed the palm before wrapping her hand into it. Looking down she said, “I can’t”. I can't do that yet, I'm not ready for that, can you understand?” She looked scared as if she didn’t want to disappoint me but looking into her eyes I could see that fear.
I was crushed, I felt my heart just stop and fall into my lap and my lap felt a similar disappointment of its own. At first I was angry and somewhat confused. Did this mean she didn't love me the same way? I was so sure we were perfect. Then I looked at her and I thought I would see someone afraid of me, afraid of my anger but I saw in her eyes a fear. A fear of letting me down, of losing me, the fear of not pleasing someone she loved dearly and I didn’t quite understand but I knew I had to make this situation right. Water was welling up in her beautiful eyes and it ached inside to think she had this turmoil inside and I would do anything to take that away. I looked right into her baby blues and said I'm going to make love to you forever and as long as I breathe so will my desires to be with you. My whole being wants to make love to you as often as I can and as sweetly as I can and I cant wait to share that kind of special intimacy with you. But I can wait until you’re ready for forever to begin. She buried her head into my chest I heard little squeaky thank you and we hugged for a goon long while before she let me kiss a tear away. After that she seemed happier and more relaxed. Gone was a slight tension that id only noticed after it was vanquished. I vowed to myself not to let something like that ever come between us again.
The next few weeks were wonderful and brutal all at the same time. My arms ached to have her there, to hold her and press her into me and I felt naked without her there. If someone happened to mention her name that was all it would take to send my heart into a faster beat. The times we sat together and just kissed were beautiful, but I always felt restrained, fearing my physical advances would push her away or she would feel inadequate because she couldn’t fulfill all my passionate needs. The fear of losing her was strong enough for me to keep my urges in check no matter how hot she made me, “even if it killed me!” I would chuckle to myself. I tried to avoid the obvious questions from the guys like how often we did it and how she was in bed and all those kind of rude
voyeuristic questions young guys sometimes ask each other. Torn between peer pressures and fighting for the honor of my girl I would side step the issue and say she all that I eve wanted and quickly change the subject. Such are the trials of life amongst my fellow males. Sometimes I think she enjoyed pushing my hormonal buttons by wearing somewhat revealing clothes or engaging me in innuendo banter but deep down I think she wanted to much as me but something was holding her back. Someday I would remind my self as I headed off to take another cold shower. Weeks turned into months and my feeling for her were stronger than ever and I found myself not daydreaming of what our love making would be like but of what our life might be like years down the road. I could see myself running home after work, to seal a kiss before taking the kids off to little league, or soccer practice. The both of us looking like proudest parents in attendance at the big school play. The more I thought of our life like that the more I realized I had one more hurdle to jump before it could begin to come true. That coming weekend I decided I would pop the big question.
Saturday night arrived and we had said we would go get something to eat then play it by ear from there. What ever we decided to do was fine with me and she always cheerily went with the flow. I was so excited I could hardly sit still all throughout the day, even thought I felt certain calmness inside since I made my decision. Pulling up to her house my hands were slipping on the steering wheel from sweat and felt this immense pressure building inside. I kept telling my self this was just Ashley and we were perfect for each other I had nothing to worry about. It seemed to help to calm me. Luck was on my side tonight, Ashley was ready to go and her parents were out of the house, saved from sweating or acting like a nervous nut in front of everyone. I kept composed and we headed off to dinner ask she didn't seem to notice how nervous I was. All through dinner I tried to find the perfect moment, when a waiter wasn't nosing around or part of our meal wasn’t on the table but the one exceptional service was keeping me frustrated.
To make matters worse I think she sensed my turmoil and just as I would get calm and think I could do it she would ask if I was ok shattering my confidence. By coffee I was a wreck and asked for an Irish coffee to soothe my nerves a tad. Soon we were paying the bill and walking out into the cool night air and I never got my chance. We started walking back towards home, trying to decide what we would do that evening and I saw the moon peeking up over the trees close to where we first kissed and I thought no better place than that and steered us right towards that memorable spot. Pulling up I turned to her and said you know this is where we first kissed. She said how could I forget and kissed me softly as sweet as the first time. Taking a breath I said “I've been thinking, about us, about where we're going and where we should be, where I want us to be.” She said “I think of that all the time too my love.” “Well I've developed a plan of action,” I said smiling at her and looking deeply into her sparkling eyes.” I think of you constantly Ashley, my body longs for your touch and my heart aches for yours to beat in rhythm next to mine, all the time.
Even when I sleep my dreams are no longer of me but of we. Ashley I'm hopelessly in love with you and I only know of one cure” I said as I took her hand in mine.” Marry me Ashley and make me the happiest man in the world.” She covered he mouth with her hands as I pulled the small felt jewelry box from my pocket and opened it in front of her. Her hand trembled as I put the ring on her finger and she looked up at me with water welling up in her eyes and said “oh yes my love, oh yes, I've waited all my life to hear those words from you, yes.” No longer a need for words we embraced and let the emotions of the moment blossom into the most passionate session of kissing I could ever imagine. In the greatest of novels and poems you read of kisses that change the soul and the reader is compelled to dream of the possibilities and loses oneself in the rapture created by mere words. The kisses we shared then changed us both and blew away anything I've ever read about. Again under the moonlight we embraced and kissed as our lips, tongues and bodies slow danced to our own sweet music. After that night we felt very different, no longer two drifting alone in the world but we felt like united souls embarking on the greatest of journeys. It was now us against the world and I couldn’t ask for a better companion.
About a week later I came home from work and to my surprise I saw her purse meaning she was already here. I laughed to my self as I remembered giving her the key, man I was really committed I thought poking fun at myself. Immediately I caught the scent of some fragrant candle burning and I could sense something was amiss. I noticed as I moved further into the apt, the shades were all down and I could hear a soft flamenco guitar strumming romantic notes though the stereo. This was very interesting I though to myself and started to search the apt for her. She appeared from the bedroom with quick slinky steps coming right up to me leaving me staring wide mouthed and in awe at this beautiful and sexy surprise that was slinking towards me. Like a flashbulb going off I felt a warmth pulse throughout my body and my breathing and heart rates were getting faster. Elegantly wrapped in a silky red kimono, her hair was pulled back and held with an ornate clip and the smallest hint of slender legs cloaked in satiny white stockings peeked out through the slit of the dress. Pulling right up to me she said welcome home future husband, I am most pleased to see you and gave me a quick kiss
She had her perfume on, the scent she always wears, and its aroma made me light headed as I sampled its heady ness in big long deep breaths. Forever I will associate that fragrance with a burning desire to have her pressed hard into me squeezing back just as potent as I kiss her with my entire being. With a gently push she moved me to the sofa and made me sit down. Kneeling in front of me she removed my shoes and rubbed some of the tired out of my legs. In a flash she was up and into the kitchen and a moment later returned with a cup of hot tea and something for me to eat. I nibbled as I stared at her while she walked back and forth, admiring every nuance of her body from the curves of her hips to her sexy energetic smile. Satisfied I had enough nourishment she moved to my side and ran her fingers through my hair and all over my neck rubbing yet more tension from my body. I closed my eyes, leaned my head onto her body while she rubbed me and purred contently for her. I started to roam her body with my hands, following the contours of her body through the silk. The feeling of her hips and legs enhanced by the smoothness of the silk was almost unbearable.
It was all I could do not to jump up and attack her right there. Touching her made me crazy, it fulfilled something primitive in me that needed sating, be it just holding her hand or to caress her face as I kissed her deep and sweet. She bent down, kissed me softly on the lips, pressed her face against mine for a few moments and then whispered in ready for you baby, into my ear. I stood up, trying not to leap up into the ceiling with excitement, but ask her if she was sure first, I could wait until she was ready. My heart was in my throat as awaited her reply. I wanted so much to make love to her, yet I didn't want push her if she wasn’t ready. She smiled at me and said you've waited long enough baby, I just had to be sure, I've been waiting all my life to give myself to my true love, now my wait is over. I know you love me as much as I love you, now come take me to the bedroom my prince before I jump you right here and she grabbed me by the hand and led me away.
The person who invented the kimono must not have been in a hurry, there were buttons, catchers, a zipper and I think a combination lock set to open only on pre-scheduled times. I was one tough button away from tearing the whole thing right off in a frenzy to undress her before she came to my rescue. Stepping back with it half hanging off her she reached up to unclip her hair first, letting it fall around her face then tossing her head slightly to set it flowing all around. I don't know what exactly it is but that single act alone set off a hormonal gong that resonated through out my body. When she stepped out of the dress she gave me a sexy loving smile that made me stop breathing for a moment. I couldn't believe how beautiful she looked and how much I really was in love with her. I started to undress my self and she came close to help me, maybe she sensed I needed help given the trouble I was having with buttons tonight. Helping me pull my shirt over my head she brought her
hands slowly down following the contours of my torso ending up at the top of my pants where she deftly undid my belt and pants, even the button. I brought her close to kiss and reach behind her to undo her bra while she reached around me, slide her hands down my rear and squeezed my cheeks as she forced my pants and underwear off with the backs of her hands caressing my legs the entire way. My Boy Scout training finally paid off I thought to myself with a giggle as I got the bra unhooked rather quickly and with a smooth pull I uncovered two of the most well formed breasts I’ve ever seen. I wanted to admire her body and simply look at it and memorize every beautiful inch of it but as much as I admired that luscious body I couldn't hold back any more so I grabbed her and held her against me. Pressed together I could feel her cool skin against mine as it absorbed the heat radiating from my body. In my arms this close I could feel her breathing, inhaling my musky scent. I could feel her heart pumping a rapid pace and I could feel how perfectly we fit together.
My hands roamed her silky body as she kissed my neck and on down to my chest as my excitement was growing by the minute. When she kissed and softly sucked on my nipples I thought I was going to jump out of my skin from the sensation. It was a tingling that telegraphed electric volts right to my loins. I felt for the bed behind me and held her hand as I slide back onto it and stretched myself out. I had to endure on more visual teasing session as she peeled off her panties and stockings and thought she looked like a work of art come to life. Finally like a feline on the hunt she crawled into bed and didn't stop until we were face to face and locked in long wet kiss. Beginning with that first soft kiss we started to meld together. Our arms and legs slowly wrapping around each other in our attempt to get as close as possible. We rolled and shifted ourselves several times as we kissed, caressed and fondled each other in to a state of passion I never thought possible. We explored one another using our hands, legs, mouths and all our acutely heightened senses. Her body tasted sweet and scent was intoxicating. All the soft moans she made were music to my ears and my eyes would never tire of looking into hers.
I rolled on top of her and by this time I was so hard I ached both physically and in spirit. I kept my weight off her by letting the bulk of it rest on my arms. I felt her hands gliding over the muscles in my shoulders and down my arms and she purred little moans of pleasure as she felt the power in them as they worked, tightly flexed in support of my upper body. I ground my hardness into her pubic bone knocking on the door so to speak and gave her little tease pumps in anticipation of what was soon to follow. When she reached down and took my shaft and guided me towards her soaking oasis I lost my ability to speak. All I was able to do was make throaty purring sounds like a giant tiger. Slowly gently and lovingly I made my way inside. I let the weight of my body push myself in further and further letting her body slowly accept mine until I reached the point I could go no more. She tilted her hips to make it easier and wrapped her legs around me and hanging onto my shoulders as I began moving in and out at a snails pace. I was in ecstacy as my manhood was sweetly caressed by her body as it milked me perfectly with its velvety smooth wetness.
All too soon I felt myself building to a peak running full speed to the edge and I tried to delay it and wait for her so we could break together. A great idea but my body wouldn't cooperate and I could feel the peak rushing up inside me unable to slow its progress. The sensation over took me and I felt the warmth and the singing of my body as my climax arrived and with a last deep plunge I released everything I had into her. This was the final straw for her too and I felt her whole body begin to tense up and with fingers digging into my arms as she gasped and somewhat suppressed a scream of pleasure. Her hips were thrusting back at me arching up to take as deep as possible and it felt like her whole body was pulling me in. Strong legs wrapped around my hips and her arms squeezed me surprisingly strong as we peaked together in the ultimate union. I was riding out my convulsions by grinding on her mound still buried deep inside her and I could feel every wave of her climax pulse through her hips which I was so intimately connected to. In those few wonderful moments of cathartic pleasure I felt not only my physical essence release inside her but also my love. It was the high note of the song that was our lovemaking and our souls mingled together as intimately as our bodies did. We shook like that, connected together on multiple levels, for several long moments barely able to breathe until the spasms stopped and our senses began to return. I felt closer to her now more than ever and whispered “I love you” into her ear. Wordlessly she kisses me back as I kissed a tear from her eye
I let more of my weight rest on her and kissed her with all the love and passion I had in me and I felt it returned to me through her lips. I rolled to the side and we snuggled together with her fitting perfectly into the nook of my body. I kissed the back of her neck while she clasped my hand into hers tight against her chest. I said that wasn't as good as I thought it would be, and a second later added it was so much better. That earned me a little elbow to the ribs but a playful one and we laughed as she turned her head to kiss me some more. I wrapped her in my arms like a favorite teddy bear and she snuggled into me tight as I kissed her head. As she drifted off to sleep in my arms I saw out the window that the sun was long gone the moon was rising over the silhouette of some darkened buildings off in the distance. Once my companion during my days of loneliness this was the first time I didn't have questions to ponder while gazing up at my bright friend. Worries and wonders had been replaced by the contented peacefulness only a soul mate could bring. Sleepily I let a big grin take over my face and gave it a wink to say thanks to my old friend and to let him know I finally had everything I had ever wanted.
Thank you all for reading,
The Amoristicpillow
Conversations With the Moon
Of all the kinds of lovers it is possible for one to have, I must state that the best friend as lover is the best of all possible types and have often thought of how amazing it would be to have that kind of relationship. So deeply compatible only a look would be all that was need to convey thoughts and feelings. I dreamed of the completeness she would bring and could only imagine the rapture of losing myself in her body and soul. One night stands never interested me for I always wanted something special rather than temporary, I wanted to kiss with my heart as much as my lips. I always knew she existed I just didn't know where she was exactly or how to find her. They say there is someone for everyone out there but how often do we really find the right one and how many just settle. What If she lives all the way on the other side of the world? Would we ever get together or spend our live wondering where that perfect person is? Adrift on the sea of happily united people and half fulfilled souls simply floating alone awaiting the tides of fate to bring us together if ever. So many worries I had on the subject like what if I found her and didn't know it right away and let her pass me by. I wondered if the currents of destiny would drift us together until we got it right and if the connection was automatic or was it all up to us after that? Would I recognize a diamond in the rough or pass it over because I’d thought it not perfect? Would I know the magic when it happened or not even know of the spell being cast? I just wanted to live the dream not imagine what If anymore and I would never settle for anything less. How much was possibly in my hands often scared me at the proneness.
Sometimes I’d look up at the night sky and look at the shining moon always there to listen to me while I pondered the future. Glowing amidst the deep flowing sea of stars I would stare up at it and wonder if my true love was stargazing at that very moment wondering where the hell I was too. The process was overwhelming to think it left to chance and the prospect of settling was unacceptable. I decided to keep my faith in the mystical powers of fate and hoped they would guide me to my destiny. If not the priesthood was always an option. Ok I wasn't that desperate but it was wearing on my mind a lot. All the great works of literature depict those epic love stories that make you yearn to experience something remotely close. It made me believe fairytale love was possible and not just the stuff of lore so I continued my quest. I searched for her in all the usual places, clubs, and bars and even in night school but to no avail, my significant other just wasn't going to be that easy to find. So days turned into weeks and week into months and well you know the drill, life goes on and you get busy in the everyday details and time always marches on. By the time I finished college id lost focus in my search for my other half but that certain empty feeling was always inside me. Trying to find my place in life was enough to keep my mind busy but my heart always felt the need for its echo beat.
Early one summer I got my first bonus check and just couldn't wait to share it with someone. I made a bunch of calls and all my friends were happy for me but also busy and couldn't go out to celebrate with me. With a big sigh I though at least my folks will be proud and headed over to the old place right after work. Pulling up in front of my folk's house I noticed across in the neighbor's yard there was a very attractive figure in the driveway just finishing up washing a new car. At first I was intrigued by this dynamic female form and who it might be in those cutoff shorts and tight t shirt. Upon getting a better look I was and half in a state of shock and half somewhat embarrassed as I realized it was the youngest kid my neighbors had, their daughter Ashley. I grew up with her brothers and she was always tagging along even though being a few years behind most of the kids in the neighborhood. She was all grown up now as I could easily see and as I got closer I recognized the remnants of her childhood face in the now very attractive one that was happily watching me walk up the driveway. Growing up I bet I saw her smile thousands of times during those years and it was amazing how different yet familiar it was. I started to realize how long it was since I saw her last and how much fun we used to have and felt a twinge of regret I hadn’t kept in better touch. When she gave me a peck on the cheek as she said hello her whole face seemed to smile at me I was having trouble thinking straight. In a state of shock I managed to find my sense of humor and initiated a bit of the witty banter that we always used have between us.
I said "you got a license to drive this thing?” pointing at her new car. She laughed and said "I sure do, and a job that I can afford it too! I’m even old enough to buy you a drink old man" and she laughed at me some more. ”That’s true” I replied with a smile of my own “but you're only a few years younger and catching up fast too I see! But its still so hard not to see you as a kid not a grown up.” “ Ha!” She exclaimed “I'm a woman already, can't you see that? Or maybe you’ve been working too hard lately and forget what one looks like?” she said with a twinkle in her eyes. Stepping back and feeling a bit of redness in my cheeks I really looked at her anew and drank in the beauty of this freshly blossomed flower. Seeing I was assessing the goods she twirled for me and held out her hand like a game show model and made a Ta-da sound before we both burst into a bout of the giggles. She was gorgeous from head to toe with a disarming smile and personality and I couldn’t have been happier for how my long time friend had bloomed. Realizing I might have been staring I quickly shook off my stare and said “speaking of work, I just got my first bonus, not enough to retire on but plenty for two to go have a really nice dinner."
"Great!" she exclaimed "I'm almost finished here and can be ready by seven!" “Sounds like a plan” I said, “meet you back here at seven then?" She gave me a disapproving look and my heart sank thinking maybe she really didn't want to go to dinner until she spoke is a overdone southern twang and said “” gentleman callers must present themselves in the parlor and receive approval from the master of the house!" wincing I asked “does your father still remember it was I who broke the back kitchen window?” She giggled at me and said I’m sure if you don't bring it up neither will he, but be prepared to make reparations just in case. Just how big was that bonus anyway? Replacement glass isn’t cheap these days. In my best Rhett Butler imitation I sad “frankly my dear it’s big, damn big.” And we both laughed like the kids we really were inside. With both of us giggling she chased me towards my folk's house threatening me with the garden hose and I managed to yell that I'd be there at seven just beating a stream of water across the street.
My folks were home and I quickly relayed my good news of the day and that Ashley and I were going out to get something to eat. My mom smiled a big beaming smile and said “you know she’s always adored you.” I laughed a bit of a nervous laugh, thinking she was pulling my leg; we were just good friends and will always be just a kid in my eyes and in sure that’s all she saw in me. “Oh come on you didn't know? It was so obvious; all you had to do was look. She used to follow you boys around all the time, don't you remember?” “Sure” I said, “but it was never anything other than her liking to hang around with all of the neighborhood kids.” “Smiling that smile only a mom can smile she continued her assault on my subconscious, “I’m sure some of it was a wanting to be with everyone, but you were special to her, never teasing or treating her like a little kid. You always treated her like a friend and that meant a lot to her.” “How you know this” I asked feeling like the victim of a female conspiracy “Did you spy on us all the time?” I said in a sort of accusatory tone. “Oh no” she laughed, “It’s much simpler than that sweetie, girls talk to each other unlike a boy who only talks about sports.
Even when you were away at school she would stop by and I'd tell her how you were doing and what you were up too. Come to think of it she always asked if you had a girlfriend too.” It seemed that the surprises today had in store for me were still unfolding and I was kind of stunned from it all. I was totally flattered that she thought so much of me and it dramatically changed the tone of my evening to come. I never considered her a romantic candidate she was just always a good friend and it was hard to see her as anything else. Although after seeing her in her car washing outfit made it a little easier but deep down I was a bit confused about how I was feeling. Add on this pressure of her possibly having a long term crush on me and I wasn’t sure how to handle this let alone how I truly felt
about it. I glanced over at her house and could see the lit up windows on the second floor and tried to imagine what she might be thinking. I wondered how serious she was talking this or if she was nervous excited or perhaps a bit of the two. All I knew was that I was sure getting a little nervous and I couldn’t explain it. It had to be just a silly trick of my mom’s I tried to tell myself. I mean this was Ashley how could I be nervous with her? It wasn’t like a date or anything like that it was just two friends going out to eat. This was silly I thought to myself and kept my thoughts to having a fun time with my long time friend whom I haven’t seen a quite a long time and looked forward to catching up with. Soon it was almost seven and I presented myself to mom for a final inspection and after a little lint picking and a straitening of the collar she gave a “have fun dear” with an all too pleased with herself smile on her face and then I was off.
I strolled up to the door gave a firm confidant knock, at least I think I did, I noticed my hands were all sweaty. What the hell was going on with me I thought to myself this is no big deal. I was still worried about that broken window thing but not this much. Her dad open the door said a big hello shook my hand like a vise and patted me on the back like I needed the Heimlich as I walked inside and as cordial as he seemed I could sense he was giving me the once over before truly letting me in his home. Her mom offered me some iced tea, and a big kiss on the cheek hello and her warm smile helped me relax a bit. I noticed the ball game was on and quickly brought up the subject and tried to keep it the main topic as I got grilled about my job, school and life in general and I was thankful nothing political was on TV. I didn’t want to have to walk through that kind of minefield tonight. A few minutes later I herd soft footsteps prancing down the stairs and I stood up and had to turn around to get a good look at her coming down.
Gracefully gliding down the stairs she appeared before us with her bright smile and energetic personality flashing like a firefly on a hot summer night. She was absolutely stunning and I found myself at a loss for words. Transformed even further from the kid I remembered into this beauty before me I could barely get out more than a wow you look great in my state of shock. Her hair was up with curly wisps hanging down to frame her face and she wore a simple yet elegant dress that perfectly accentuated a body I only realized tonight that she had. Gliding right up to me she grabbed my arm and said ready to go big guy? I'm starving!” I replied” me too; shall we go downtown or just over to the villa?” I asked giving her the choice of destinations. “Oh the Villa is perfect “she said and as simply as that we were on our way.
The Vila was a local Italian restaurant and pizza place and we had spent hours there in up in the front portion of the restaurant eating pizza, Italian ices and playing video games. Almost every week our folks would head there on the weekend and sit at the tables in the back portion with all the kids out front driving the pizza guy crazy while they tried to have an evening out. We walked over tonight since it wasn’t that far and such a beautiful evening out. She held my arm the entire way and we talked like any two buddies do when they catch up. I thought this was kind of nice, the easy conversation and she felt great holding onto my arm. She was the perfect height for me, matched my strides as we walked and we all too soon I had to let her go so we could go inside. I opened the door for her when we arrived and let her in and she waited just inside for me and returned to my arm as we walked back to the rear where the seating area was. Just our luck the owner spotted us walking in and greeted us with a big hello and a smile on his face that was all too similar to my moms.
This was getting a little annoying I was thinking to myself couldn’t two friends go out for dinner without all these romantic implications? Part of me wanted to yell out hey it’s just me and Ashley, geeze! But of course I knew Mr. Martini would have no part of that nonsense and quickly brought us to a table in the corner, lit the candle on the table and treated us like we were his most valued customers. All the time he had that big grin on his face like he was way too pleased with himself. Big change since the last time I was here where I think he was chasing me out for hitting the jukebox too hard after losing a quarter. Another memory ill keep to myself tonight I thought and chuckled inside. It was strange being in the back or grown up part of the restaurant, id never eaten in this side before and certainly not with such a beautiful date as I had tonight. Right then is when it really felt like a date as I watched him pour us a glass of wine and go over the specials I started to absorb everything that was going on tonight. As I took my first few sips of wine and we toasted to bonus’s and new cars I had this funny feeling inside and it was way more that anything the wine could induce. It was this tingling excitement all and it felt like a Christmas morning. I realized some kind of magic was happening here and rode that wave of excitement all through dinner as I felt its effects. I was really cast into the spell while awaiting some coffee and dessert when a song came on over the sound system and we both went “ooh great song” simultaneously and giggled at us blurting out the same thing.
She stood up and before I knew it we were slowly cutting up the rug between the empty tables. Her perfume made me heady and I was in awe of how well we fit together mentally and physically and how good she felt in my arms. Even Mr. Martini got into the mood and we could see him dancing with his wife through the kitchen doors. I thought to myself how wonderful it must be to love someone so much that after so many years you still enjoy each others warm embrace and hoped someday I would know it firsthand. When the music ended we stood there for a moment, wanting to continue the rhapsody of our dancing but it seemed the juke box wouldn’t cooperate. Standing close together like that I could see a sparkle in her eyes and how they looked back up at me. No one had ever looked at me that way before and the effect was almost hypnotic. I had this overwhelming urge to hold her face and bring it to mine for a long soft kiss not letting go for a good long time.
I felt my body move towards hers and I thought she was leaning towards me in anticipation but a noise in the kitchen broke our trance. In those brief moments of closeness I tried to sort out all the feelings rushing around inside me and the more I thought of Ashley in a romantic light the more excited I was about the prospects. Reluctantly we made our way back to our table and she kept looking at me that way and I hoped I wasn’t blushing. Looking across the table my perspective of her was rapidly changing from my childhood friend into this beautiful woman before me and my old friend was transforming into something much more sensual and complex. I had to focus on our conversation, not get lost looking into her eyes, those beautiful eyes, or any other part of her body since it was all very easy to look at.
After dinner we headed out walking towards home taking the long road to get there and right away she put her small hand in mine and we were on our way. We ambled past our old school and playgrounds and laughed at stories we hadn't thought about in too long a time. Halfway across the expansive park of ball fields she pointed out the bright and shining moon just rising up over the trees.” I used to look at the moon all the time when I was younger” I said; I thought it had some kind of mystical powers as I would ponder the weights of my world. “I used to do that too!” she laughed and grabbed a tighter hold on my arm and leaned her body into mine. I wrapped my arm around her and we continued on across the freshly moonlit fields arm in arm and matching steps. On the other side we came to a curb and as she stepped up she turned towards me as if to say something and our faces were only inches apart just like after the music had stopped. Without words I felt hypnotized by the look in her eyes and our faces slowly moved closer and closer together. In a magical moment our lips connected in the sweetest softest of kisses and our bodies melted together.
If I remember only one event of the story that is my life I hope it is that kiss. How it felt, how I felt inside during that entire magical moment. There is only one first kiss and this one was pure poetry. There would be many deep, passionate, loving kisses in my life, some hungry and some fulfilling but all would pale in comparison to that which was our first. At first it was tentative then we relaxed and it became more giving, probing, tender, deep and long. I felt I couldn't get close enough to her or hug her hard enough and if it was possible I tried to kiss her with my entire body. When we finally pulled apart we were breathing slightly faster trying to catch up to our rapidly beating hearts. Looking up into my eyes she whispered to me “I love you, I've always loved you” she said slightly breathless. I smiled as I looked right back into those bright twinkling eyes and said “I love you too Ashley, I've always loved you too, I just never realized it” and kissed her again letting my kiss show my love for her more than my simple words could ever do.
We kissed and swayed a slow dance to our own music until the moon was high in the night sky. I felt the magic of the moment as two friends transformed into passionate lovers bathed in the soft moonlight. We realized it was getting late and headed back towards our homes joined together at the hips and her head resting on my shoulder. All too soon were standing on her front porch and with a soft kiss and a quick, I love you, we both reluctantly headed off to our respective houses. I watched her as she disappeared behind the closing door. Walking back to my house I had the feeling like I was floating. Looking up at the moon as I crossed into my yard I smiled and gave it a wink and said thanks old friend, I don't think my feet felt the ground for a week after that. We went out several nights in row after that and some nights we just spoke on the phone. Hours of just talking couldn’t dampen our enthusiasm for being connected if only by a few thin wires. Just hearing her voice on the answering machine made my heart skip a beat and gave me a permanent grin that could last all day. Each time we went out it was better than the last, we felt so comfortable together and that turmoil I always seemed to have inside was gone my search to be complete was over. There is a special inner peace when the heart is totally contented and mine was purring like a kitten. I thought about her all the time, constantly daydreaming of being with her, next to her, touching her or just taking a deep intoxicating breath of the smell of her sweetly perfumed body.
Daytimes seemed to drag by and by the time I got to her after work I was almost crazed for her touch. My whole body tingled with an incredible excitement and feelings stirred inside me I never thought I could possibly feel whenever her body cane in contact with mine. In my arms my body was keenly aware of her presence and every nuance of having her so close to mine. From the weight of her body pressing against mine or how strong she hugged me right back to how perfectly we fit together all added to the experience. When she kissed me she kissed me softly with all her passion, willingly and thoroughly. Kisses from the heart and soul and I eagerly returned the sentiment. We took each other places we never imagined could be so beautiful, I would close my eyes and let my senses be filled with her and my heart sighed in pleasure. The longer this went on the harder it was not to want to go further take our passion to the next level and to consummate our love. Sharing the ultimate gift with your best friend is the kind of intimacy people only dream about and it was within our grasp. She stoked the fires in me so intently I wanted to ravish her every time I had her within arms reach. When she kissed me I had to used all my powers of will to hold back the sensual tiger that I felt caged inside me. The first time she visited my apartment I could hardly contain my excitement and I thought this was our opportunity to be alone and truly intimate for the first time. All day I imagined what it would be like to have our bare bodies entwine together with no holding back letting our pure passions take us where they may. I also found an equal fondness for what would follow and gave a sigh inside every time I thought of holding her sated self tightly against my body in the warm afterglow of our passionate lovemaking. Lovemaking describes it to a tee and is so appropriately named. No four letter vulgarities could describe our interludes of magic which were a physical manifestation of the love we felt inside. “Someday” I thought, someday soon we would have that nirvana between the sheets and I would savor every minute.
The closer it got to the time she would arrive the more I had to distract my mind lest I answer the door naked and jump on her in the threshold. Clean shaven decked out in some nice clothes and a clean apartment was about as much as I could do to keep busy till the doorbell rang. My door made a perfect frame for her image of beauty as I opened it and held out my hand to escort her in. she seemed excited to see my loft at last and somewhat relieved to see it was actually rather clean and not the college dorm room look she had envisioned. I gave her the quick tour it wasn’t that big a place and showed off my clean bathroom and kitchen. As a finale I gave my best sexy grin and wink just before pointing out where the bedroom was like a tour guide pointing out places of interest. She grinned back at me and slinked out towards the living room with me in tow. I slipped my arm around her waist, reached out and hit the stereo. Fortunately I changed the station from sports talk to soft music earlier that morning. I pulled her to me and placed a soft kiss on her forehead as we started to sway with the music. She pressed her face into my neck and kissed her way up to my lips one soft kiss at a time. My hands roamed he body, which sent electric tingles throughout mine. I flopped onto the couch and she jumped into my lap barely missing a beat of our passionate kissing. The feeling of her soft body pressing into me as we kissed and caressed each other was making me absolutely wild. My blood was rushing through my body and it was impossible to breathe normally. I felt hot excited and wonderful all at once. I thought that if I didn't take her back to the bedroom soon my body might explode. In her ear I whispered I love you, and said come make love to me the way you kiss me. She grabbed my hand brought it to her face and kissed the palm before wrapping her hand into it. Looking down she said, “I can’t”. I can't do that yet, I'm not ready for that, can you understand?” She looked scared as if she didn’t want to disappoint me but looking into her eyes I could see that fear.
I was crushed, I felt my heart just stop and fall into my lap and my lap felt a similar disappointment of its own. At first I was angry and somewhat confused. Did this mean she didn't love me the same way? I was so sure we were perfect. Then I looked at her and I thought I would see someone afraid of me, afraid of my anger but I saw in her eyes a fear. A fear of letting me down, of losing me, the fear of not pleasing someone she loved dearly and I didn’t quite understand but I knew I had to make this situation right. Water was welling up in her beautiful eyes and it ached inside to think she had this turmoil inside and I would do anything to take that away. I looked right into her baby blues and said I'm going to make love to you forever and as long as I breathe so will my desires to be with you. My whole being wants to make love to you as often as I can and as sweetly as I can and I cant wait to share that kind of special intimacy with you. But I can wait until you’re ready for forever to begin. She buried her head into my chest I heard little squeaky thank you and we hugged for a goon long while before she let me kiss a tear away. After that she seemed happier and more relaxed. Gone was a slight tension that id only noticed after it was vanquished. I vowed to myself not to let something like that ever come between us again.
The next few weeks were wonderful and brutal all at the same time. My arms ached to have her there, to hold her and press her into me and I felt naked without her there. If someone happened to mention her name that was all it would take to send my heart into a faster beat. The times we sat together and just kissed were beautiful, but I always felt restrained, fearing my physical advances would push her away or she would feel inadequate because she couldn’t fulfill all my passionate needs. The fear of losing her was strong enough for me to keep my urges in check no matter how hot she made me, “even if it killed me!” I would chuckle to myself. I tried to avoid the obvious questions from the guys like how often we did it and how she was in bed and all those kind of rude
voyeuristic questions young guys sometimes ask each other. Torn between peer pressures and fighting for the honor of my girl I would side step the issue and say she all that I eve wanted and quickly change the subject. Such are the trials of life amongst my fellow males. Sometimes I think she enjoyed pushing my hormonal buttons by wearing somewhat revealing clothes or engaging me in innuendo banter but deep down I think she wanted to much as me but something was holding her back. Someday I would remind my self as I headed off to take another cold shower. Weeks turned into months and my feeling for her were stronger than ever and I found myself not daydreaming of what our love making would be like but of what our life might be like years down the road. I could see myself running home after work, to seal a kiss before taking the kids off to little league, or soccer practice. The both of us looking like proudest parents in attendance at the big school play. The more I thought of our life like that the more I realized I had one more hurdle to jump before it could begin to come true. That coming weekend I decided I would pop the big question.
Saturday night arrived and we had said we would go get something to eat then play it by ear from there. What ever we decided to do was fine with me and she always cheerily went with the flow. I was so excited I could hardly sit still all throughout the day, even thought I felt certain calmness inside since I made my decision. Pulling up to her house my hands were slipping on the steering wheel from sweat and felt this immense pressure building inside. I kept telling my self this was just Ashley and we were perfect for each other I had nothing to worry about. It seemed to help to calm me. Luck was on my side tonight, Ashley was ready to go and her parents were out of the house, saved from sweating or acting like a nervous nut in front of everyone. I kept composed and we headed off to dinner ask she didn't seem to notice how nervous I was. All through dinner I tried to find the perfect moment, when a waiter wasn't nosing around or part of our meal wasn’t on the table but the one exceptional service was keeping me frustrated.
To make matters worse I think she sensed my turmoil and just as I would get calm and think I could do it she would ask if I was ok shattering my confidence. By coffee I was a wreck and asked for an Irish coffee to soothe my nerves a tad. Soon we were paying the bill and walking out into the cool night air and I never got my chance. We started walking back towards home, trying to decide what we would do that evening and I saw the moon peeking up over the trees close to where we first kissed and I thought no better place than that and steered us right towards that memorable spot. Pulling up I turned to her and said you know this is where we first kissed. She said how could I forget and kissed me softly as sweet as the first time. Taking a breath I said “I've been thinking, about us, about where we're going and where we should be, where I want us to be.” She said “I think of that all the time too my love.” “Well I've developed a plan of action,” I said smiling at her and looking deeply into her sparkling eyes.” I think of you constantly Ashley, my body longs for your touch and my heart aches for yours to beat in rhythm next to mine, all the time.
Even when I sleep my dreams are no longer of me but of we. Ashley I'm hopelessly in love with you and I only know of one cure” I said as I took her hand in mine.” Marry me Ashley and make me the happiest man in the world.” She covered he mouth with her hands as I pulled the small felt jewelry box from my pocket and opened it in front of her. Her hand trembled as I put the ring on her finger and she looked up at me with water welling up in her eyes and said “oh yes my love, oh yes, I've waited all my life to hear those words from you, yes.” No longer a need for words we embraced and let the emotions of the moment blossom into the most passionate session of kissing I could ever imagine. In the greatest of novels and poems you read of kisses that change the soul and the reader is compelled to dream of the possibilities and loses oneself in the rapture created by mere words. The kisses we shared then changed us both and blew away anything I've ever read about. Again under the moonlight we embraced and kissed as our lips, tongues and bodies slow danced to our own sweet music. After that night we felt very different, no longer two drifting alone in the world but we felt like united souls embarking on the greatest of journeys. It was now us against the world and I couldn’t ask for a better companion.
About a week later I came home from work and to my surprise I saw her purse meaning she was already here. I laughed to my self as I remembered giving her the key, man I was really committed I thought poking fun at myself. Immediately I caught the scent of some fragrant candle burning and I could sense something was amiss. I noticed as I moved further into the apt, the shades were all down and I could hear a soft flamenco guitar strumming romantic notes though the stereo. This was very interesting I though to myself and started to search the apt for her. She appeared from the bedroom with quick slinky steps coming right up to me leaving me staring wide mouthed and in awe at this beautiful and sexy surprise that was slinking towards me. Like a flashbulb going off I felt a warmth pulse throughout my body and my breathing and heart rates were getting faster. Elegantly wrapped in a silky red kimono, her hair was pulled back and held with an ornate clip and the smallest hint of slender legs cloaked in satiny white stockings peeked out through the slit of the dress. Pulling right up to me she said welcome home future husband, I am most pleased to see you and gave me a quick kiss
She had her perfume on, the scent she always wears, and its aroma made me light headed as I sampled its heady ness in big long deep breaths. Forever I will associate that fragrance with a burning desire to have her pressed hard into me squeezing back just as potent as I kiss her with my entire being. With a gently push she moved me to the sofa and made me sit down. Kneeling in front of me she removed my shoes and rubbed some of the tired out of my legs. In a flash she was up and into the kitchen and a moment later returned with a cup of hot tea and something for me to eat. I nibbled as I stared at her while she walked back and forth, admiring every nuance of her body from the curves of her hips to her sexy energetic smile. Satisfied I had enough nourishment she moved to my side and ran her fingers through my hair and all over my neck rubbing yet more tension from my body. I closed my eyes, leaned my head onto her body while she rubbed me and purred contently for her. I started to roam her body with my hands, following the contours of her body through the silk. The feeling of her hips and legs enhanced by the smoothness of the silk was almost unbearable.
It was all I could do not to jump up and attack her right there. Touching her made me crazy, it fulfilled something primitive in me that needed sating, be it just holding her hand or to caress her face as I kissed her deep and sweet. She bent down, kissed me softly on the lips, pressed her face against mine for a few moments and then whispered in ready for you baby, into my ear. I stood up, trying not to leap up into the ceiling with excitement, but ask her if she was sure first, I could wait until she was ready. My heart was in my throat as awaited her reply. I wanted so much to make love to her, yet I didn't want push her if she wasn’t ready. She smiled at me and said you've waited long enough baby, I just had to be sure, I've been waiting all my life to give myself to my true love, now my wait is over. I know you love me as much as I love you, now come take me to the bedroom my prince before I jump you right here and she grabbed me by the hand and led me away.
The person who invented the kimono must not have been in a hurry, there were buttons, catchers, a zipper and I think a combination lock set to open only on pre-scheduled times. I was one tough button away from tearing the whole thing right off in a frenzy to undress her before she came to my rescue. Stepping back with it half hanging off her she reached up to unclip her hair first, letting it fall around her face then tossing her head slightly to set it flowing all around. I don't know what exactly it is but that single act alone set off a hormonal gong that resonated through out my body. When she stepped out of the dress she gave me a sexy loving smile that made me stop breathing for a moment. I couldn't believe how beautiful she looked and how much I really was in love with her. I started to undress my self and she came close to help me, maybe she sensed I needed help given the trouble I was having with buttons tonight. Helping me pull my shirt over my head she brought her
hands slowly down following the contours of my torso ending up at the top of my pants where she deftly undid my belt and pants, even the button. I brought her close to kiss and reach behind her to undo her bra while she reached around me, slide her hands down my rear and squeezed my cheeks as she forced my pants and underwear off with the backs of her hands caressing my legs the entire way. My Boy Scout training finally paid off I thought to myself with a giggle as I got the bra unhooked rather quickly and with a smooth pull I uncovered two of the most well formed breasts I’ve ever seen. I wanted to admire her body and simply look at it and memorize every beautiful inch of it but as much as I admired that luscious body I couldn't hold back any more so I grabbed her and held her against me. Pressed together I could feel her cool skin against mine as it absorbed the heat radiating from my body. In my arms this close I could feel her breathing, inhaling my musky scent. I could feel her heart pumping a rapid pace and I could feel how perfectly we fit together.
My hands roamed her silky body as she kissed my neck and on down to my chest as my excitement was growing by the minute. When she kissed and softly sucked on my nipples I thought I was going to jump out of my skin from the sensation. It was a tingling that telegraphed electric volts right to my loins. I felt for the bed behind me and held her hand as I slide back onto it and stretched myself out. I had to endure on more visual teasing session as she peeled off her panties and stockings and thought she looked like a work of art come to life. Finally like a feline on the hunt she crawled into bed and didn't stop until we were face to face and locked in long wet kiss. Beginning with that first soft kiss we started to meld together. Our arms and legs slowly wrapping around each other in our attempt to get as close as possible. We rolled and shifted ourselves several times as we kissed, caressed and fondled each other in to a state of passion I never thought possible. We explored one another using our hands, legs, mouths and all our acutely heightened senses. Her body tasted sweet and scent was intoxicating. All the soft moans she made were music to my ears and my eyes would never tire of looking into hers.
I rolled on top of her and by this time I was so hard I ached both physically and in spirit. I kept my weight off her by letting the bulk of it rest on my arms. I felt her hands gliding over the muscles in my shoulders and down my arms and she purred little moans of pleasure as she felt the power in them as they worked, tightly flexed in support of my upper body. I ground my hardness into her pubic bone knocking on the door so to speak and gave her little tease pumps in anticipation of what was soon to follow. When she reached down and took my shaft and guided me towards her soaking oasis I lost my ability to speak. All I was able to do was make throaty purring sounds like a giant tiger. Slowly gently and lovingly I made my way inside. I let the weight of my body push myself in further and further letting her body slowly accept mine until I reached the point I could go no more. She tilted her hips to make it easier and wrapped her legs around me and hanging onto my shoulders as I began moving in and out at a snails pace. I was in ecstacy as my manhood was sweetly caressed by her body as it milked me perfectly with its velvety smooth wetness.
All too soon I felt myself building to a peak running full speed to the edge and I tried to delay it and wait for her so we could break together. A great idea but my body wouldn't cooperate and I could feel the peak rushing up inside me unable to slow its progress. The sensation over took me and I felt the warmth and the singing of my body as my climax arrived and with a last deep plunge I released everything I had into her. This was the final straw for her too and I felt her whole body begin to tense up and with fingers digging into my arms as she gasped and somewhat suppressed a scream of pleasure. Her hips were thrusting back at me arching up to take as deep as possible and it felt like her whole body was pulling me in. Strong legs wrapped around my hips and her arms squeezed me surprisingly strong as we peaked together in the ultimate union. I was riding out my convulsions by grinding on her mound still buried deep inside her and I could feel every wave of her climax pulse through her hips which I was so intimately connected to. In those few wonderful moments of cathartic pleasure I felt not only my physical essence release inside her but also my love. It was the high note of the song that was our lovemaking and our souls mingled together as intimately as our bodies did. We shook like that, connected together on multiple levels, for several long moments barely able to breathe until the spasms stopped and our senses began to return. I felt closer to her now more than ever and whispered “I love you” into her ear. Wordlessly she kisses me back as I kissed a tear from her eye
I let more of my weight rest on her and kissed her with all the love and passion I had in me and I felt it returned to me through her lips. I rolled to the side and we snuggled together with her fitting perfectly into the nook of my body. I kissed the back of her neck while she clasped my hand into hers tight against her chest. I said that wasn't as good as I thought it would be, and a second later added it was so much better. That earned me a little elbow to the ribs but a playful one and we laughed as she turned her head to kiss me some more. I wrapped her in my arms like a favorite teddy bear and she snuggled into me tight as I kissed her head. As she drifted off to sleep in my arms I saw out the window that the sun was long gone the moon was rising over the silhouette of some darkened buildings off in the distance. Once my companion during my days of loneliness this was the first time I didn't have questions to ponder while gazing up at my bright friend. Worries and wonders had been replaced by the contented peacefulness only a soul mate could bring. Sleepily I let a big grin take over my face and gave it a wink to say thanks to my old friend and to let him know I finally had everything I had ever wanted.