IceyFire, My most desired beautiful blue eyed love.
I wrote this story for you. I hope you enjoy it. It may be a little ruff around the edges. But has some honest feelings of, what strong romance can be felt by first encounters. Inspired by you because of you 08-08-03. Thank you, Tyler.
I found myself driving toward a place unknown. I needed to just explore as I traveled. looking for nothing more than a place to call home. That was a place where I could be content, secure, and wanted.
I was a good looking young man by all standards. Desired by many woman whom tried to make a relationship. For what ever the reasons to be given. I was looking for something more.
My past haunting me of lovers now gone and illicit sexual desires fulfilled to the extremes. I had spent the last years of my life never once indulging into a sexual situation. Not for the lack of opportunities but the desire for romance and love of a different level.
As I pressed onward in my journey. My heading was west into an area I never approached before in all my travels. I pass the Louisiana, Texas line. I recall a joke a Texan once asked, "Do you know why Texans have big thumbs?" As he places his hands so the thumbs alone slide down inside the front of his pants. Then wiggles his fingers. I think silly old man it wasn't even that funny to my self.
Beside that joke and the TV show Dallas. I knew very little about this huge state. I was born and raised in one of our Nations smallest states. Actually it is not even a state it is a Commonwealth. So I know how to "park" the "car" very well. Recently I had moved fifteen hundred miles away in two days notice, to family and friends. All to hide a broken heart and allow the one I loved. I hoped, to be happy with her decisions.
Pressing on about fourteen hours into my travels I come upon Houston. A twist of fate I know not. Much more like a twist of roads. But for sure this large metropolis road system sends me in a direction I was not planing.
Lucky for me time is not an issue and my out come is only to be determined. I am the owner of a construction company. This allows me time to travel weeks on end. Also keeps me in good shape along with a sweet looking tan. I end up in a small town north of Houston. Sixteen hours and nine hundred seventy-eight miles. I am over tired and look for a place to sleep.
The sign read Motel 6 no further I thought as I pulled up. I was going to retrieve some sleep then move on up to Dallas. Why not looked nice on TV to me. Then again so does Miami. It may have been a personal thing. Perhaps subliminal my Dad always wanted to experience "Dallas" never had the chance before he passed on. Life is twisted I thought as I lay my head down. Thankful for all I have, pleased with whom I have become.
I awoke late the next afternoon. Coming to my attention I needed some things I must have missed placed while loading the truck. I enter a market store and nonchalantly walk about the rows.
A young miss being polite to strike conversation asks, "Your not from around here are you?"
I thought to myself, "why me?" I responded quick but kind, "No" looking the other way avoiding eye contact. I moved polite but swiftly down the next row.
I was thinking to myself again why is it always the giggly girl. I don't want that, they can find a boy to play mind games with. And learn what they want on someone else's time. I was looking back over my shoulder stepping sideways. Then OUCH!
I am down on the ground It would seem I had made a big mistake. There was now apparent to me a woman squatting down low looking at lower shelf items just past the corner. I never saw her. I picked my self back up off my ass. Then move to check on her apologizing for my clumsy behavior. She did not appear to be hurt just not to thrilled by being knocked down. I offered my hand then held her hand as she prepared to stand up.
I gazed upon her as she rose. She had brilliant blond hair cut short at her neck, blue, blue eyes, she was my height and beautiful to look at. I took in her features she was a woman, I could feel the vibe of, she knew who she was. Her perfume was tantalizing to my senses. This woman was just a pure pleasure, pleasing to look at.
Pausing I viewed her figure and was slightly aroused by the womanly features set before my eyes. I was interested in knowing more. I introduced myself to her as I looked into her eyes. What passion overtook me as she said her name back.
Without any consideration I just asked, "Do you know of some place we might be able to get a coffee or something and just talk a little."
She said, "Oh no thank you I'm married I couldn't." Displaying her ring. I felt rather awkward now.
I explained, "I would still like to know of a place as I was not familiar with the area."
As she started to explain directions she stopped for a moment and, " Agreed a coffee might be nice. Have you ever been to the Cafe Texan?"
We entered the establishment? I was pondering in my own thoughts. What a beautiful woman, How lucky was some man to have her as his wife? I watched her move as we were seated. I knew she was married and all was good, just the same as. I respected her as a married woman. but being a man looking I yearned to hold her. No doubt in my mind I sexually wanted to embrace every inch of her being.
Ordering. We chatted about myself and what I was doing? We talked about her, what was important and about her family. What's, what? Just a lot of stuff.
Letting her guard down I could see her relationship at home was not one she desired any longer. Her reasons for doing so may have been out of love for others around her. She was certainly not selfish to her own needs. her beauty was no longer on the surface it was showing a deeper side of wanting and desire from inside. I felt for her and placed my hands on hers in a comforting gesture.
I was not intending it to be a move toward obtaining her.
She explained that she was ten years older than I. She didn't look it, but acted wonderfully mature. Grasping firmly into my hands. "What would a younger man be finding of interest in her?"
I knew right then I wanted this woman.
I responded clear and swift like a bird chirping in the fall, "I think you are beautiful and sensual. Stimulating to look upon, yet peacefully reassuring. I would not think a man like me could ever feel so enriched to be with a woman of such wisdom and grace. For surely you are the one mistaken thinking I would have no interest in you. I see you to be way out of my league. I yearn to experience what you know. Yet content just to be in your company for a short time if that is all you wish to offer."
Grinning pulls over the table as she kisses me lightly on the lips. Looking into my eyes at close range she says, "Thank you for the compliment it means a lot."
Pausing for that moment. I move into her lips with mine and kiss and hold my lips just touching hers awaiting to see her reaction. She kissed back gently, briefly. She captured my lower lip between her lips and released it as she moved back. I was left wanting more of her love. My stomach ached with pains of desire for her touch. We held hands for another moment or two.
Neither of us knew what to do next. This was not planned or even thought about an hour earlier, as I tumbled over her in the market store.
Then like thunder she stood up pulled my hand and said, "Lets go for a walk it's a beautiful day, will you join me?" I was bedazzled by the jovial burst coming from this woman.
"Of course I would, right now I would jump off a bridge with you if you lead the way." I commented.
We walked around this historic cemetery, and some older homes. This was a quaint town bearing marks of an older memory and yet covered by a new glow of prosperity in the community. Brick layered buildings with charm. Displaying their magnificent arched windows and awnings poised into the streets. A gigantic statue for Sam Houston donned in the back ground. And many old homes built out of love to protect their families. I could feel the foundation of this town all around me. I saw the pride in the people. I knew this town would be stronger than ever someday soon.
The afternoon sailed past in a moments notice. Each tick of the clock opened another bond between us. I enjoyed her company as we ate together.
She left for a moment to make an arrangement on the Phone.
I reminded Her I was in need of a place to sleep this evening and was not sure of even my location at this point.
After dinner we had arrived in front of this large white bed and breakfast. It was a home right out of the past Large hunter green doors and windows. High peaked roof held in place over the porch with tall slender pillars. An upper balcony with glass doors showing the charm of the home.
I checked in and had my room. She had waited with me to ensure I could sleep there before saying good bye.
