Joanne loved me passionately and for a while I was in a virtual heaven enjoying her adorations and her constant pampering and fussing, but like all good things sit became too much but how we made the best of it at the time.
I guess it was a sort of understood short term relationship really whereas both of us could find the comfort we missed of out true loves who were away on business.
But Joanne (I shall call her Jo) and me? Well we had some business of our own to undergo and undergo we did.
We usually stayed the weekend in my holiday cottage on the South Coast -.spent time just being away from it all - venturing the long sandy beach in slow time and paddling the delicate waves and just simply lazing about and snogging on the beach until we realised the tide was inward bound at a rapid rate and so it was all systems go back to the cottage for a together shower and then some eats before the joys of the evening and the night.
I loved for us to shower together, still in out bathing gear which made it all the more thrilling when stripping down with the power shower streaming down upon us. The touch of her lips on mine when she whispered "Steve, I want you" and how that progressed to something like she was kneeling and making a pig of herself between my thighs like there was no tomorrow.