As we were getting up from a nap, I had the chance to kiss my neighbor again. Kissing my neighbor is always a good thing just because she has beautiful lips. I love the way she gets deep into the kisses. I know that sounds weird, especially since I do like taking control oftentimes in the bedroom. The thing is her lips are wonderful to press against mine. I also like feeling them on my body. She loves kissing me down my neck and all the other places as well.
It was one of those days where I could not let her go. My arms surrounded her, and I started to kiss her as much as she was kissing me. There was not any effort in moving our hands to other parts of our bodies. It was straight lip on body contact from the neck up. It was a bit before we had to stop. Our mouths were getting pretty dry.
Once we grabbed some water, we moved into her living room and started kissing again. This time, my hand ran down her sternum towards her sweet spot before she gasped. I started to rub her a bit while we kept kissing before her hand found my cock already at full mast. I laid her down so she was laying on the couch before slipping inside her slowly.
I started to take my time slowly moving in and out of her. I could see her face as I did this. It was a mixture of pleasure and frustration at the same time. It was when I felt her hands rub up my back that I started to thrust a bit faster, savoring the change in her facial expression as I did. I saw her mouth open in surprise, then felt her moan through my body. That's all it took after all the foreplay we did. As I started to kiss her again, she lay back taking them as if it was my victory over her. I slipped out of her before grabbing the blanket to cover us up even though with us being alone, the modesty was not necessary.
"How do you do it, Romeo?" she asked me.
"How do I do what, Beloved?"
"Well, you are a very handsome man."
"Thank you."
"So how can you still want to be with me after all this time?"
I kissed her deeply before answering.
"Because you are you. That's why."
"I don't get it."
"Sweetheart, you are many things to me. You are above else one of my best friends. You've been there for me way before Missy was diagnosed not to mention after she passed. Even with all the flaws I have, you still want to be with me. You're beautiful inside and out. Your smile is beautiful. You're just so much. Why would I not want to be with you?"
She paused for a moment, taking in all the complements before she spoke.
"You deserve..."
"I deserve way less than anything. I have not always been the best person. Just because I am who I am now took a ton of sacrifice and I had to expel many demons to still be around. When Missy was first diagnosed, I felt like it was repayment for some of the evil I had done in the past. Missy til the end kept reassuring me that it was alright. Then there's you. You still being here with me after eight months is a sign that I have much to be thankful for."
