As we gazed into each others eyes I knew I had too know him more. Yes we were friends on the chatroom. But I knew we would and could be more. His touch was like a fire. I know he felt it to. I could see it in his eyes at the time of orgasm. We touched each other, and it was heaven. Our bodies touched multiple times in the next 5 hours. As daylight approached I knew I could not let him go. I know it was bad of me. But I had to. I just had to know who this man that gave me the best sex I ever had’s name was. As he was sleeping .I leaned over to gaze at him. A tear fell from my eyes as I made a wish. Looking up I said” please, all saints, please make this man mine. I give my body and my soul to him”
Then I slowly got up off the bed and tiptoed over to where I had ripped off his clothes. I pillaged thru his pants. And there it was, his wallet. Making my way to the bathroom I closed the door quite as I could. He moved a little as the damn door creaked. I tensed. But he kept on sleeping. Sitting on the edge of the tub I opened it up. And there it was, his name, marc Anthony. He was 6ft tall brownish blonde hair. And the eyes were so mesmerizing kept looking thru his wallet and looked at his family, well his sister I would hope. And his nephews. He seemed to be proud of them. I know he was older than me and had lived a life with another. But I knew I cared for him. We had played a lot before on the chat room before we decided to meet for real.
As I stood up to go back to the room the door opened. I froze. Scared that he would see what I was doing. I grabbed and pulled him close to me.
“Ready for a shower baby?” I said
He bent and moved close to my ear.blowning softly. He knew that would make me wet.” yes, “he whispered.
I kissed him softly and trailed my tongue up and down him.
“ Turn the water on and I’ll be right back. I got something for you” I said
His eyebrows rose alittle.”Okay”he said
And I slowly backed out of the room. Stuffed his wallet back in his pants and screeched for the eatable body wash. I knew he would enjoy that. We talked about it on the net a lot. About how if I ever got him home with me I would slowly devour his body. Then, I walked back into the bathroom and saw him. All wet in the shower, his body outlined by the shower glass. I touched it. And pressed my face to the glass. God he was so sexy, hot. My body ached. He looked up and saw me standing there. And opened the door.
“What are you just standing there for?” he said
“Marc”, my eyes starting to tear.” I think I love you.” I said
He looked at me. Then smiled.” I knew you did baby. Why you think I’m here?’ he said.
As I climbed into the shower, he spied the bottle.