I had some friends go through a divorce recently and even though it was an uneventful process it did shake my faith in relationships in general. I thought they had a great marriage and for a long time maybe they did but something changed and after many years they agreed to go their separate ways. It really made me think what I would do in that situation. What if there were kids too? Would I give up and walk away? Or would I try to save what I felt was worth saving? I thought a long time about it and decided it was the subject I should tackle in story form so I built my scenario first and this piece evolved from that grain of an idea. I hope my works inspires you to think about your loved ones and how your relationships changes over time. Sometimes for good and sometimes not , yet I am optimistic it helps you to appreciate what you have and inspires you to make positive changes in your lives. Too often today I think we give up too fast believing there is something better just ahead and never give happiness a chance to settle in.
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Our Second First Date
It didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize we were in a rut and at first I was annoyed that it had gone this far but the more I thought about the more I turned my energy from anger to turning the situation around. We were high school sweet hearts and married after college. Well almost after but we always felt we were fated to be together and it made no sense to wait any longer. We were of the same mind set we loved the same things like music foods and hobbies along with each other. As we grew up we grew together and I can’t recall any major bumps in the road between us. But as I looked at us now I saw that somewhere along the way we lost what we had and stopped being that magic couple that everyone else envied and we just seemed to exist. One afternoon a quite attractive woman in my office flirted with me before knowing I was spoken for and it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was flattered by the attention and had it been that I wasn’t still in love I would have jumped at the opportunity. But my fist thoughts were that she was pretty, seemed like she would be a lot of fun but she wasn’t my girl. Not even close. In my mind no one could measure up to the benchmark that she was and I felt a kind of sadness that our magic wasn’t quite there anymore. For some it’s outside forces like work or having to raise kids or a combination of all the pressures of everyday life. True there are those that do simply grow apart but I bet it’s more because they weren’t right to begin with. I think for us it was a combination of things and we started to take each other for granted. Like running water we knew the other would always be there but we needed to infuse some fun and energy back into our relationship as a reminder to ourselves that we still have something special. Otherwise we could end up growing apart and not knowing who the other person was anymore. I didn’t want to live and existence as strangers under the same roof life is too short to settle for that. I felt I had to act as soon as possible and started to formulate a plan of action.
There is no excitement that can match the feeling you get when you first meet someone and you get lifted to that special level of excitement when two realize they have a passion for one another. While this is a wonderful state of bliss the intoxication slowly wanes and is replaced by something deeper. A relationship blossoms and two evolve into one and the results can be pure heaven and the idea of me turns into we and heart and soul become entwined like vines. In the beginning it is exciting because it’s new and everyday can bring surprises but after time what excites the heart is not the novelty but the reliability of knowing your soul mate is always there and they are your haven from the outside world. The safety security and comfort can be as strong as any addiction and the euphoria unmatched. Words and feelings can be transmitted to each other without a sound all it would take is a certain look or a smile and each knows the others heart and mind. That exactly the kind of interaction we have together. Its something special like and old couch that fits you to a T; we too have been molded to fit each other perfectly. Lately though our lifestyles have started to get in between us with endless soccer games and drop offs and pick ups from numerous activities such as school piano lessons dental visits and who knows how many trips to the mall. All worthy causes in the interest of providing a fun filled childhood but in the end it was helping to eroding that bond between us. I wanted to do something to remind us both of what we have and that sometimes it should be about us. I set about my plan and it wasn’t that difficult to arrange some one to take the kids and a clear the slate for a weekend alone for the two of us. I thought about a cabin somewhere or a posh hotel for the weekend but I didn’t want to lose time driving somewhere or waiting while she packed or trying to pack her stuff as a surprise. I also thought that someplace fancy would be a distraction where our attention would be diverted by the luxuries and amenities and we would not focus on what really mattered which was each other. So a weekend at home with just the two of us was my basic plan but I had to add some special twists of my own to make it that much more. Little by little the pieces and ideas fell into place and the more I planned the more excited I got about the whole idea and about spending the weekend with just the two of us.
Friday morning arrived uneventful as it usually does and we followed the daily routine to the letter. It wasn’t done with military precision but we did have a pretty good system and years of practice going for us. Awake at six we got our breakfast first then all the kids up and washed dressed for school and off on the bus and I even managed a quick kiss before we both headed off to work for the day. At least to her it seemed that way but while she went to work I doubled backed and went shopping. I needed some essentials for the weekend like fire wood a bottle of champagne and a bottle or two of wine to name a few. During the week I had been making plans and arrangements and had some of the things I wanted already in my trunk and had to get back to the house by nine to meet the cleaning crew who would scrub the house from top to bottom. I wanted no distractions for the weekend like unwashed laundry or a dirty kitchen or bathroom. With all the usual weekend chores taken care of there was nothing we would have to worry about except which wine to drink red or white. While the house was being cleaned I packed up stuff for the kids for the weekend and I would take them to my sister’s right after school. I had my sister call and invite them so it wouldn’t seem like my idea and the kids would go a lot easier. To further the subterfuge I spoke of doing some loud and dusty construction project all weekend so they were happy to go and it threw off any ideas of a romantic weekend without the kids. I tired to cover all the bases and it would be a true surprise when she got home and realized all that I have put into play. With the sounds of furious cleaning going on I changed the sheets and comforter on the bed to something more luxurious and silky. On the bed I left a gift wrapped box of lingerie I bought atop with a card and a note for later. It was a furious few hours as outside a landscaper manicured the grounds and added some new bushes and plants to spruce up the curb appeal and inside as even more of a whirlwind as the cleaning crew did their magic inside. It wasn’t long before I could see the positive results of having the place thoroughly cleaned and I felt that the house was looking pretty good. The kids noticed immediately and I got them packed and shuffled off as fast as I could so they wouldn’t have time to unravel any part of what I just had done. My plan was working like a well oiled machine.
When she got home she noticed the landscape was different and almost drove past the house. Right away she knew something was up and admired the view for a few moments before heading in to find out what was going on. Once inside she really knew something was amiss from the look and smell of a spotless house and the biggest clue something funny was going on was the sound of quiet. I know she comes in the side door which leads right into the kitchen so I left a note on the chalkboard that read, just us this weekend all chores are done, house totally clean kids at my sisters till Sunday evening and presents in every room, check fridge, living room, bathroom and bed. Be back to pick you up at seven to go to dinner wear something sexy it’s a date with the note signed simply me. With a smile and a warm feeling inside she headed to the first step in the treasure hunt and opened the fridge. Inside was as platter of chocolate covered strawberries and a bottle of champagne with a little note that said dessert on it. Of course she grabbed a strawberry before she continued on her tour through her sparkling clean house savoring the sweet tart fruit which was perfectly complimented by the dark sensual flavor of the chocolate. I knew she couldn’t resist tasting them and thought they were the perfect sensual treat to begin our weekend. I knew how good they really tasted because I tried one earlier and had to admit they were decadently delicious. With the chocolate aphrodisiac half in hand and half arousing her sensual tasted buds she ventured to the living room where it took her a minute of searching before she found the next present. In lieu of the candles we usually display in the fire place I had stacked a nice pile of wood for later which was ready to go as soon as we wanted a cozy roaring fire.
On the hearth was a note that said mood and under it was a CD that I made of our favorite music to slow dance and kiss too. By now she knew my game and I hoped it had the effect I wanted which was to feel like she did when we first decided to date. I know I felt like it all week as I was preparing and planning and I wanted her to feel the same elation I did at the prospect of spending some special time together. For me it brought back memories of our earliest times and how exciting it was to fall in love. I wanted for us to relive those unbelievable moments again like when we first kissed or when we had that incredible feeling of bravado you get while walking next to each other in public leaving no doubt as to if we were a couple or not. This whole process made me feel like a kid in love again and the more I thought about her the more I realized the depths of my love for her and how its grown from teenage infatuation to a more mature almost spiritual ness which I could feel its existence in her smile, her touch and her kiss. In the bathroom I left a basket of bath accessories with a note that said so you smell and feel as beautiful as you look. In the basket was an assortment of scented soaps to soften her skin and well as to relax her mind. There was plenty of time before I would be back and my hope was she would take some time to relax in a hot bath before having to get all dressed up to meet me for dinner. Finally she came to the bedroom and saw the boxes on the newly covered bed. The note on the card said for me. Before she open the boxes she opened my letter which I had taken some time to compose to explain everything and it went like this.
I took the liberty of arraigning a weekend alone for just the two of us. Hope you don’t mind but I felt we’ve been getting to busy to be the people we really are. Time for a break I thought and now there’s no excuse. Take a bath and relax let the lavender scented water soothe your mind and body. Then open the boxes and wear some of the beautiful things I bought for you. You remember what that does to me to know what silky treats lay beneath your clothes. Wear something sexy and sensual for tonight because it is out second first date. I will pick you up at seven; we have reservations for seven thirty somewhere special. With intrigue in her mind and no kids to feed or chores to distract she did the only thing she could do which was to take a bath. While she lounged in the tub of fragrance and warmth I was halfway cross town catching up with my sister and her kids a bit before they all ran off to play. I took a shower there too since I needed to clean up after all the running around I did earlier. It was funny but I was feeling nervous as I shaved and put on a new suit. I knew she would love everything I did today but I had this anxiety inside that I felt like I had to impress her all over again like I had when we first started dating. My palms were sweaty as I dabbed on her favorite cologne for me to wear and as I straightened my tie in the mirror I felt I looked pretty darn good if I don’t say so myself. With the kids looking at me funny and a smirk from my sister I was off to begin our weekend.
My well oiled machine was working too well and I got there about fifteen minutes early so I drove around the blocked and parked for a bit. Just my luck my neighbor came by walking the dog so I pretended to read the paper and he passed by probably wondering what the heck I was doing but thankfully didn’t stop to ask inquire. The little digital slowly ticked off the minutes and it brought back memories of doing the same thing way back when we first met. If she said pick me up at seven I was there early usually around the block waiting for the hour to get there not wanting to be eagerly early or insensitively late. At last it was six fifty eight, close enough and I started back home and swung the car into the driveway right on time. I thought about just beeping the horn but she’d probably kill me. I almost put my key in the door and walked right in but since it was supposed to be a date I rang the bell. When I heard the latch unlock and the knob begin to turn I felt the butterflies having a hockey game in my stomach.
When the door swung open I could see she was elegantly dressed and had a smile on her face that said I was in that good kind of trouble. She opened the screen for me and as I stepped in she didn’t give me much room and with her face close to mine she said “you didn’t have to do this” and I replied “ I just wanted to take my favorite girl out on a Friday night, is that a crime?” “Not at all” she said, “especially when you look as delicious as you do now” she beamed up at me. Her gorgeous smiling eyes stared back at mine and felt awash in their twinkle as her soft hand touched my face I leaned forward and kissed her sweetly on the lips. In an instant it was like a bomb going off I felt the flash of heat rush through us and all I could think of was how much I wanted to make sweet love to her all night starting right now. I held her as tight as I dare and not wrinkle her clothes. We kissed long as sweetly and when I pulled back to catch my breath she said “you better take me to dinner fast or we’ll never leave the house tonight.” After another nice long kiss I said” if I didn’t have reservations” trailing off enough to emphasize my preference for staying home. But it was true I did have reservations at a great place and the a big part of my whole plan was to go out like we used to and have some fun going out together. I had a bouquet of wild flowers in my hand and brought them up between us to derail the idea if running to the bedroom. Her smile said I had a few hours reprieve from being ravished but when we got back all bets were off. I watch her glide gracefully back to the kitchen where she produced a vase and quickly clipped the ends of the flowers and put them in some water while improving the arrangement to her satisfaction. Even while doing simply mundane tasks she had a graceful beauty about her and her clothes accentuated her body perfectly. My heart was beating at a more rapid pace every second I admired her luscious figure and thought about the fact that beneath her beautiful dress her body was wrapped in sensual lacy and silky wrappings which made me feel like a kid on Christmas eve dying of anticipation having to wait till the morning to unwrap all those wonderful gifts.
When she finished her decorative arrangement I offered my arm as escort which she eagerly accepted and as quick as that we were out the door and on our way. I even remembered to open the car door for her as unlocking it with the remote as is the case in this computerized world but that doest count as chivalry in my book. There was a radiance of happiness to her and it made me feel like a kid inside. I was still nervous and excited to take her out and even though we’ve been out a thousand times or more I could hear the faint echo’s of how I felt in those early days of our romance. I could remember how I used to love the way she laughed and still do today only now it wasn’t a point of infatuation but more like a mother’s heartbeat to and infant where it’s expected and it has a soothing effect. Once on our way I kept the car radio off and we just caught up on our days and I confessed to all my secret planning for this weekend. We laughed at the details and troubles I had to arrange everything and she occasionally mentioned I really didn’t have to do it all but all the while she smile at me and held my hand all the way to the restaurant.
I could smell the sweet essence of her perfume wafting softly to me in the confined space of the car and it made me reminisce of when we had just started to date and that sweet scent was directly associated with my strong feelings of attraction for her and it triggered many fond memories of out early days. Sometimes after a night out I could still smell a trace of her on my clothes and almost hated to toss them to the laundry pile. Its amazing the stages that my love for her have evolved into from the earliest infatuation and lust to this deep emotional and physical bond we had now. I’ve often thought how different my world might be if I had met someone else and for the life of me I cant imagine it being better. My daydreams of what if were interrupted when I recognized our destination and I pulled into the restaurant. When I had parked the car she pulled me in for a kiss and said once more I didn’t have to go through all this but thanked me all the same. I said she was worth the effort and kissed her again keeping her lips busy before she could say any thing more. We were a few minutes early so what better way to relive the past than to make out in the car like we used to before we had a place of our own. Good thing it was cool out or we would have fogged up the windows like we also used to do. She beamed at me every time we made eye contact and underneath her smile was always a hint of mischief and sexual undertones that made me kind of giddy the whole night. It was kind of amazing from the moment she opened the door we had an energy going on that was like nothing I’ve felt in a long time. . Perhaps it was that we finally succumbed to the idea of the weekend alone with no worries or real cares and we let out fun selves take over. Walking up to the door it felt so good to have her on my arm and I thought she was absolutely beautiful and felt like she was radiating a sexual energy which was fanning my flames of lust. The best part of all I thought was that she was all mine.
Since we didn’t have to be mom and dad for a while the lovers we always were but had to put aside for a while were coming to the surface again. Throughout the entire evening we were fixated on each other and she held my hand in between courses and as often and we could. After a glass of wine she was also rubbing her foot against my leg and her eyes had more and more of dreamy lusty look to them. Judging by the soft warmth I felt inside produced mostly by the wine and the company I was with I’m sure my eyes had that look too. I had picked this place not as much for the food but for its ambiance and it was one of the few places where you could await a course by spending some time on the dance floor. While it was sparsely populated it was still a nice place to dance and we took every opportunity to spend our free moments close together swaying to the soft music. Every time we got that close it felt something like a fireworks show that was getting under way. Like spent gun powder in the air her perfume would intoxicate and her warm body against mine was heavenly to hold and every where she touched me I felt colors blooming inside me like mortar shells. Occasionally I would catch a glimpse of her silky undergarments at the center of the neckline of her blouse and a hint of its color through the whiteness of the material. Not to mention the tantalizing peeks cleavage I managed to get with my close up vantage point. Knowing her body was beautifully swathed in such luscious enhancements all for me to unwrap later absolutely drove me wild. She was well aware of how much of an effect the thought of her body delicately accentuated but such pretty material would have on me and my temperature seemed up all evening with dangerous spikes every time I got another glimpse. Of course I didn’t let this visual teasing go unanswered and I’m sure I looked pretty good myself in my suit but sometimes when we were really close I would do some special teasing of my own. Sometimes she put her head onto my shoulder and I would whisper naughty things into her ear that only she could hear. Sometimes I’d really turn it up a notch by giving the slightest little bucks from my hips with a whispered grunt into her ear for added emphasis. I could see the heat flush her face whenever I did that so of course I did it as often as a dared. Once I held her hand in mine and used the back of hers to tickle her own nipple for a few seconds before she caught on to what I was doing. It seemed a bit immature I know but it was silly things like that which brought us back to the people whom we really are. We were fun adventurous and although obsessed with each other in the carnal sense we also shared a deeper connection only true love can bring.
My plan was working like a dream as we let our inner child come out and play. We shared our entrée’s but not by putting some one each others plates as usual. Tonight she fed me from her fork and I fed her with mine sharing the way lovers do. We knew each other so long and so well there were no surprises anymore but there was no need for facades either but tonight it still felt like we were newlyweds all over again. All it took was some masterful planning some shopping, childish behavior and the most important thing of all was to still be deeply in love. We entered the restaurant as two people in love but as we headed for home we left not only as two people that loved each other but also who had an insatiable desire to ravish each other, repeatedly. Of course we skipped dessert since we had special strawberries at home so after a glass of dessert wine I paid the bill and we headed out the door hip to hip. I again remember to hold the door as she got in the car and as I plopped in the driver’s side I leaned over for another quick kiss. Never failing to prove she was the right one for me she leaned over to meet me and as she gave me a kiss she reached down and grabbed me right in the crotch and with a massaging squeeze she said don’t dawdle I’m dying for dessert.
It was difficult enough to focus on driving home safely which I managed but having her hand play with my leg most of the way didn’t make it an easy task. Helping her out of the car she gave me that look and it made my heart race even more. I knew every nuance of her face and no mater how long I’ve known it or how old it may grow I will never tire from looking at it or seeing its loving radiant smile beam back up at me. Arm and arm we headed into the house. Our clean quiet house I chuckled to myself. Once inside I didn’t get to toss my keys onto the counter before she grabbed me and kissed me hard long. Not wasting the moment I took her by the hand and led her to the master suite and at the foot of the bed I spun her back to me for another of those long passionate kisses. With every effort to maintain lip contact I slid of my jacket while she undid my tie and slowly a pile of clothes started to grow on the floor next to us. Unbuttoning her blouse revealed her fantastic curvy figure to me and its beautiful shimmering accents. Her breasts were gorgeously held together by the beautiful material. I would have to take some time to admire them before I took off the bra I thought to myself. Her hips were equally adorned with a matching pair of short like panties and her luscious legs seemed to drape down from arching lines of the material. By the way her eyes lit up as she removed my clothes I could see the excitement and feel it in her kisses and that was a huge turn on to know she still got excited with me physically and wanted me as much as I wanted her. All this kissing and groping and slow removal of clothing had me swelling in more that just my ego too. Naked before her I took a moment to drink her all in wearing just her tantalizing underwear and contemplate my next move but before I could act she dropped to her knees before me. Sinking down she never took her eyes off the object of her desire and the second she settled in on the floor she reached out for it.
In the same way I was turned on by the sight of her body adorned by its silky accoutrements she was equally stimulated by the slightly swollen appendage dangling from my body. Her eyes were transfixed upon it and she seemed to get chills just from touching me there and holding it in her delicate hands. She had always been amazed by its warmth and its ever changing levels of hardness. Gazing upon its swollen girth she eagerly anticipated feeling it develop into fullness from her touch and tasting its salty and velvety smooth shaft while it filled her mouth entire over and over again. Pacifying her deepest primitive oral fixation. With a smile as big as a Cheshire cat she fondled me to a firmer state while she breathed in and sampled my musky aroma and like her perfume’s effect on me she achieved a kind of high from the intoxicating scent. With one hand massaging my sack she slowly devoured me with her mouth and as she softly took me in we both could feel me swell and harden inside her mouth. It was pure heaven after all the teasing as buildup of the whole day and I ran my fingers through her long tresses as she expertly pleased me. The harder I got the more aggressive she attacked me and the more amazing it felt as I slipped through her fingers past her lips and sank into the teasingly warm wetness of her mouth. I could also sense how turned on she was getting from pleasing me so by the way she engulfed me and by the sweet sounds of pleasure she was making in the process too. I knew that when I’ve had as much as I could take without exploding she would already be soaked for me and that thought made me smile in anticipation. Occasionally she would change her focus and drop lower and use her oral skills on my dangling jewels. Not forgetting my cock which she held onto in her soft hands gently stroking it as she licked and sucked my balls causing tingles so intense I found I was on my toes half the time. She would suck one into her mouth and then the other in varying degrees from soft to hard all the while teasing them with her soft tongue. If I had no self control at all I would lose it in no time between her teasing and swallowing me to the hilt and half my fun would be over as quick as that. All that lavish attention on my pouch and inner thighs sent ripples of sensations through out my loins fueling the fire on my sensitive head which was begging for more and more attention. As if sensing my wants and needs she switched back and swallowed me long and deeply and I went weak in the knees.
Our sexual encounters were incredible in so many ways with so many layers of pleasure and I relished them all from the physical to the mental. There was the trust of standing in front of her completely naked and so intimately connected with my most private and sensitive anatomy under her control. There was the vision of my beauty in her own sensual trance as she found such excitement in the acts of pleasing me so. Then there was the physical side and I felt every nuance of her efforts from her soft lips gliding over every inch and ridge of me as I slide through her mouth into the back of her throat where the sensation of being crammed so tight in there was mind numbing. Sometimes it was a long slow process from lips to tonsils and sometimes she got faster and faster with her hands on me encouraging me to pump along with her. I thrust into her mouth almost exactly like I would her hips while the harder I rammed away the more excited she became. I gently held her head as I took my pleasure while she opened wide for me and every so often she would hold me in and crush me in deep in her throat only stopping to catch a breath never taking her hungry eyes of my swollen pride only to devour it again and again. Be it soft or harder and rougher the feeling was heavenly and I felt like I was about to lose control several times if not for her short breaks to catch a breath or tickle me with her tongue. I could have exploded like that and she would have been perfectly happy too but the urge to be inside her was holding me back. The more I felt my peak rise up inside me and come dangerously close to going over the edge the more I realized I wanted to be deep inside her when the final event arrived. I pulled back and bent to help her up and she gave some protest but when I pulled her up to me and kissed her she did protest no more.
I was momentarily lost ins the softness of her lips on mime and the warmth and silky texture of her tongue as she kissed me as only a passionate lover kisses. with my rigidness pressed against her belly I undid the clips of her bra and helped slid it off never once losing contact between out tongues until I had to bend down to slide her panties off her smooth sexy legs. Naked together at the foot of the bed I moved in to kiss her again and as we embrace our skin came into full contact like out mouths and the feeling was electric. Full firm and erect nipples met my chest and absorbed my warmth and it spread throughout her chest as we kissed and swayed. Had there been some soft slow music playing we could have been dancing again. It was like dancing when we kissed only this time I dipped her back gracefully like a ballroom dancer except now it was to lay her upon the bed where we would continue our dance of love horizontally. As softy as I put her on the bed was how softly I let my body drape over hers holding myself up by my arms not allowing my full mass to press too hard onto her. Like a well choreographed dance we moved in sync and as she parted her legs to allow me in I moved fluidly in between them and she used her legs and arms to enclose me into her body. I had one hand in the nape of her neck with a handful of her soft hair wound through my fingers and my other sliding outside her thigh and up around her hip to help pull us together. Without guidance my hardness found her opening which was overflowing with her slippery essence. In one graceful move we locked together as close as our kisses were and as I melted into her we were as close as possible and ready for our mattress tango.
With all the buildup of sexual tensions of the day and everything she did for me just before there was no way I could hold back for very long. I wanted for this moment to last so much longer for her as well as me but not long after I entered her and started pumping the moment was quickly upon us. I reached down and used my fingers to stimulate her pearl while I pumped myself to my final oblivion. My touch was as good as pulling a trigger because within seconds after my fingers rolled and massaged her pleasure center she started to vocalize her final approach and that just added strength to my push over the edge. Knowing her sounds and body so well I held back long enough to make my orgasm the exclamation on hers. When I felt her begin to shake from the intensity of her orgasm I reached the point of no return and exploded deep into her quivering body. Powerful thrust after thrust I felt my body pour out into hers and for those few sweet moments nothing else existed but the intense state of nirvana from our simultaneous explosions. For several long seconds we experienced the rapture which was this incredible fusion of us into something much more complex. First we melted together physically and now by dovetailing our explosions we took each other to a higher level.
Slowly I felt myself start to breathe again and as I was coming back to my senses still enveloped by the pleasure which was amazing even as it was on the waning side of the apex. I could still feel her waves of energy rolling through her body and shake from the intensity of her orgasm In our heightened state of arousal it was as if we experienced some of each others surges and waves of ecstasy and felt our own pleasures echo from the others body. It was cathartic and moving and intensely exceptional because we had such an extraordinary love for each other. Too soon it was over and I found ourselves returning back to our senses and a warmer exhausted sweaty reality. The pleasure was still wonderful and I could feel her shaking off the remnants of a thunderous storm inside her body. I held myself in deep and bucked and ground my hips into hers to prolong the echoes of the thunder for both of us. Eventually her storm subsided and we found ourselves interlocked face to face out of breath and slightly sweaty but not enough to stop us from trying to keep that passion in our kiss. With all the sexual tension released and our animalistic instincts temporarily sated our kisses evolved into something different. No longer driven by sexual desire or the need to titillate the other they then became the sweet tender kisses of love. Before they had telegraphed messages of desire to my sensual being but now they sang to my heart and it smiled back its joy through my kisses to her. They were kisses that said thank you as much as they said I love you but we still whispered it into each others ears. I kissed a tear that ran from her eye and I told her I loved her again and again. I loved her so much I could feel it like and ache in my chest and I wanted her to know the depths of which I felt. Words could not begin to describe it for me and I wanted her to see it in my eyes feel it in my kiss and bathe in its radiance every time we made our sweet special love.