Ben and Melinda met online, using a website that is not exactly known for its love matches. As they initiated communications they were both tentative and reluctant to believe this might actually be "it". Ben's friend, Seth, actually completed his profile as a joke on his 28th birthday, when his relationship du jour crashed and burned. But as the emails came pouring in he took the site more seriously and started looking online for a "match".
When he spotted Mel's profile it was kismet, he knew the moment he saw her she was the physical equivalent of his ideal. Knowing that a sexy, hot, Latina with green eyes, gorgeous curves, in her second year of law school, would be anyone's definition of perfection, he pursued her with the stealth mastery of the alpha male that he was. Never going too far, or pushing too hard, but maintaining a confident, sensuous style that had her gasping and heated from the first time they interacted. After a couple of e-mails and online chat's he was captivated; by the time they had spoken on the phone and had their first meeting, he was convinced she was destined to be his.
From Mel's perspective, it was hard to believe a guy like Ben actually existed in the "real" world. He was like a Roman warrior that had been plucked from a different era, self possessed, immensely strong, intelligent, sardonic yet with a sweet, sensitivity that made her think of wrapping him inside of her legs and bearing his children. Was it truly possible that a handsome, successful, guy, 6'3", with ice blue eyes, thick, silky, black wavy hair and the cocky, witty, humor and sexy banter that kept her tingling and anxious lived in her universe? Their first phone conversation resulted in accidental phone sex and ended in her cumming harder than she had during her last relationships best sex.
It was the combination of his sexy, husky voice, his words detailing and promising exactly what he would do to her, how he would touch and stroke her and dominate her as if he could read her mind and clearly see her secret passions and desires. She had never been pursued with such single minded purpose by anyone. By the time she realized she loved him with a passion that left her fascinated and terrified it was too late; her heart belonged to him.
Their first meeting had been over a year ago, it was then they learned they were both more real than they could have previously imagined with passionate chemistry so strong and undeniable; they actually made love within the first 15 minutes of their first face to face meeting. That single moment of first sight was utterly intense. Mel had driven to Lancaster, PA, cautioning herself the entire way to be open to anything, like him weighing up to 100 pounds more than his pictures, being 48 instead of 28 or living at home with his mom and two illegitimate children while he brewed up meth in his dilapidated backyard shed.
Even that depressing possibility was not enough to prevent her from taking the chance that he just might be real. After parking the car, and softly touching the small gold crucifix against the hollow of her throat, whispering a gentle prayer that some part of him might be what she longed for, what she needed to feel whole. As she got out of the car, looking at his beautiful home, and watched him open the door, something in her soul began to crack open, a heat spread through her body, intensifying from the apex between her thighs, straight through her battered heart. As she moved slowly toward him, Seeing him walk toward her with the grace and purpose of a mating wolf, eyes hot and hungry, the obvious power behind each movement, made her as wet as rain as she stood frozen, holding her breath unable to move, panting as she watched her future glide toward her in a pair of black jeans, black tee shirt and tattoo with Celtic designs.
The slow sexy smile, he graced her with, and his hooded eyes belied the fact that he was also having trouble breathing and processing her beauty, her petite frame, curvy beyond his wildest dreams, and the sexy feminine aura that was uniquely hers.
As he moved within the circle of her space, where he could smell the clean scent of her perfume, her body's individual fragrance, and the heat of her arousal he knew before he touched her that their loving would be like a white hot flame. Before even speaking words of greeting he was growling lowly, pulling her small body towards him and as she was guided within his strong arms, his eyes possessing her, large hands grasping her tiny waist she whimpered as he slid his mouth over hers, biting her soft full lips, pushing his tongue inside of her like it was his God given right, pulling her up high to reach him.
Simultaneously she caught and pulled up on his shoulders, climbing up his body like a cat in heat as his hands slid down her back and he gripped her luscious round ass pulling her into his massive erection as he walked back up the stairs to the inside of his home. Her soft summer dress had been no barrier to his will and intent, he had pulled the front of the dress open and ripped off her panties as he kicked his front door shut with his foot, as he moved across the living room he was using both hands to rub her clit against his rock hard dick, as she frantically opened his jeans with her small hands pulling him out and guiding his hard cock into her warm, moist slit. As she attempted to take some control and lift herself over his cock so it could go inside he teased her by rubbing against her clit as he walked them into his bedroom, carrying her as she gasped and moaned in a fevered frenzy of unrestrained passion against his mouth and chest.
That's how their love affair started and it continued with them passionately loving, laughing and cajoling each other and falling more deeply in love each minute of each day. Two souls split at birth, two sides of the same coin, her sensuous, passionate, and hot as fire in temperament and demeanor, and him cool, laid back and logical, always easy going and fun; both learning and complimenting each other. Though there were many times when she wondered if he would or even could actually get angry or upset about anything and if he did, what that would look like. She couldn't imagine him mad and had occasionally fantasized about stirring his passions to that point and how he might respond to her if he ever actually lost his precious control.
Months later...
No one spoke the entire way home, each lost in their own thoughts and perceptions of what happened. Trying to assimilate why the other was mad, each believing they had the sole right to be upset. It had started at a Valentines Day gathering at the local neighborhood bar, not far from their home. A place they each enjoyed, baby going together, after work, to unwind, catch up on their day and enjoy each others company, play a game of darts or a quick round of pool.
Tonight the bar was noisy and crowded there were tons of people all over the place, literally standing room only, and most of them faces they had never seen before. It looked like everyone was trying to hook up for Valentine's Day. Mel, feeling as though the romantic magic of the holiday was already spoiled by the tawdry, seedy atmosphere of a thousand imminent booty calls, asked Ben if they should just head on home, but he laughed and said," no way Baby, this is our spot, of course we are staying." Mel squeezed through the crowd and was delighted and amazed that as they passed one of the booths, a couple stood to leave, with the quick grace of a little cat, she slipped in and grabbed the seat, ignoring the stares of those drunken, desperate women who had been waiting with their fuck me heels for a chance to sit and take a load off.
The smell of hops, pizza, buffalo wings and desperation permeated the hot, crowded little bar, but the two lovers were oblivious to it, each glowing with happiness, cocooned in their own private world where the two of them existed, each gaze feeding the fire of their intense passions.
After a couple of glasses of wine and beer they were both feeling pretty good, not even the other women's constant looks in Ben's direction could take away the warm glow she was getting just looking at his beautiful smile and gorgeous body. She never got used to the fact that this incredible guy was in love with her, and the chemistry between them was so intense it made their lovemaking feel like pure electricity. Even just talking about normal everyday work stuff, his deep, soft voice and intense stare kept her panties so moist she could not help squirming a little in her seat. The fact that the arrogant devil knew exactly what he was doing to her was readily apparent in the salacious smile he gave her when she wiggled in her seat for the tenth time. Mel was just starting to imagine walking outside the bedroom later that night in the lingerie she had purchased and sitting on Ben's lap as she kissed him over and over with increasing passion, grinding into his huge dick, when she realized another pressing need. She also thought it would be a great opportunity to teach her sexy man a little lesson about what happens when he gets her all stirred up. She excused herself to go to the ladies room, removing her soaking wet thong, enclosing it in her tiny hand with the intent of giving him a little Valentine's Day preview when she sat down.
However, when she returned was surprised to find another woman in her seat, across from Ben, obviously flirting with him and he was smiling and looking like some kind of Cheshire cat that had just devoured a canary. The woman was a stunning red headed Amazon, with sparkling brown eyes, a large rack and long slim legs that seemed to go on forever. If that was not enough she kept pulling on Ben's hands, laughing loudly, and looking at him like he was the fuck of the century. Just as Mel approached the table this crazy bitch appeared to be in the act of taking off her 6 inch red stilettos and moving her bare foot towards Ben's leg.
As Mel walked up to the happy couple and stopped just short of snatching the huge woman bald headed - Ben knowing his woman and recognizing the fire behind her quiet, smoldering, concentrated gaze, quickly stood up and casually introduced Mel to one of the new Executive Assistants at his office. Mel was surprisingly polite but when the woman made no move to excuse herself of vacate her seat, she bent over her and quietly asked her to excuse them so they could finish their Valentine's Day celebration. She was about to truly loose it, when Whorezilla slowly stood up, rubbing her hands down her ample frame, leering at Ben, with an obvious glance that said a hell of a lot more than see you later. She glared at Mel, smirking and as she walked passed gave a knowing glance.
Finally Mel had enough, and turned to say "Bitch please..." when Ben laughing, grabbed his hot little tamale around the waist pulling her down in his lap, telling her to "please calm down". Mel, pissed that he seemed to be taking the other woman's side, snatched away from him and slid back into the booth on her side, waiting for Ben to provide additional information regarding what had transpired while she had been in the bathroom that resulted in that tramp sitting in her seat while he sat across from her cheesing like high school senior on prom night.
Amazed and realizing that this dense, smug ass was not planning on saying a word, and no explanation was forthcoming, she finally swallowed her pride and asked, "what's up with her?" Ben, actually, excited that Mel's passion for him caused her to be jealous and turned on by her obvious possessiveness, and blindly not realizing how angry she was getting, actually teased her and said, "oh Baby you know...just one of my many women, you know the ladies love Ben Baker - LLBB".
