A Distant Longing
A Distant Longing
By Nick Axel
(Eros, son of Aphrodite, her lust he did fire, a deep and penetrating need for carnal desires. She heeded his call and searched for her Adonis and when she found him, she climbed his mountain. Once there, she made him hers and hers alone.)
Melody stood in the middle of the Ridgeway Mall concourse nervously shifting her weight from one foot to the other. She still questioned her desire to be with this man. She nervously ran her fingers through her long auburn hair as she thought back on how she came to be there on that Saturday morning.
Memories of a distant past filled the shelves of her mind as she leisurely strolled through the halls of her memories. Back to a time when most of the kids in her high school worked at the local amusement park, Cosmos Crossing. That's where she first met Elijah.
Eli was one of the popular kids that everybody wanted to hang with. He was muscular from working on his daddy's farm. His chiseled features tanned from his time in the sun. He stood tall among his classmates, always noticeable in a crowd. All the girls back then wanted Eli and rumors said more than one did. She had just never found a way to draw his attention to her.
She wasn't one of the popular girls. She had never grasped the concept of makeup that made her breakout the few times she did wear it. Her body had developed early and her mother made her wear baggy clothes so that 'nasty boys', in her mothers words, would overlook her
"Beware of the sins of the body child! Boys only want one thing! They're nasty vile creatures, stay away from them lest they defile you!" She could still hear her mothers voice. She never told her mother that her young body yearned to be defiled. More than once she lay in her bed at night, dreaming that all boys wanted her as she let her hands wander across her aching flesh.
A few weeks earlier, Melody had run across a group website dedicated to the people who used to work at Cosmos Crossing. She was flipping through the pictures that other people had posted when his face suddenly appeared. Seeing that picture, reignited the lust she had for him as a teenager. Now though, at this point in her life, she felt confident enough to express her desire to be with him. She decided to set out on a quest, to have this man in a bed, even if it was just for one time.
She just needed to get his attention first. She started her quest by simply liking some of his posts. Whenever one of his posts were sexual in nature, she would make veiled innuendos.
It surprised her when one night, he responded to one of her veiled comments with an evil grin emoji. Perhaps he was starting to get the message. In one of his posts, about guys not being able to give a girl an orgasm, she decided to comment 'I'll bet you can' He posted the evil grin in his response yet again.
But just like the distant years of the past, sixty miles separated them today. Eli lived south of her in the big city. Not like she could just pop in on him any time she wanted. The city scared her with its traffic and noise. She had embraced the small town life after moving here with her first husband, someone she'd just as soon forget.
One night, in a post he shared of a beautiful wooden four poster bed in an expansive bedroom, she felt her lust for him rising again. So, with alcohol for confidence, she decided to message him just how much he turned her on and what she wanted him to do to her in that big, beautiful bed.
She opened the app and sent him a message; "Crazy dream I had last night. I thought you'd like this. As I bend over the edge of that beautiful bed with my long legs, you were standing behind me, fucking me hard. You smack my ass hard and I came multiple times with you. I really wish that it hadn't been a dream."
She mulled over the use of the word fuck and thought about changing it. Her hand hovered over the screen as she contemplated another word or phrase when her little finger brushed the send key. A swoosh sound seemed to echo through the room. "Oh well" she thought to herself, too late to change it now.
She stared at the blinking cursor for a long time. Had he seen her message? Had she scared him away? Had she turned him on? Suddenly she found herself right back in her teen years, scared of boys, scared of rejection, scared of...everything.
An hour passed and then another and still he didn't respond. She nervously paced through the rooms of her small apartment. A heavy sigh escaped her lips and she finally decided to just go to bed. Like a weighted blanket, her fear of rejection pinned her to her bed. Her foolish message haunted her. Her eyelids grew heavy as the Sandman worked his spell on her.
II
The jangling bells of the alarm woke her the next morning. For a moment, Melody thought perhaps the whole thing had been a dream but she knew it wasn't so. She cautiously turned her phone over to look at the screen. Eli still hadn't responded. Groaning in fear, she raised herself from her bed to begin her day.
The bathroom mirror and bright morning light made her regret the weight she had gained over the years. Her stomach was no longer taut and she had a noticeable muffin top. Her legs had grown thick and her hips were wider. Her breasts had sagged slightly under their own weight. Still, she thought, I fit into the MILF category.
Standing under the warm water of the shower brought the blood of desire to the surface of her skin, awakening all of her senses. Her soapy hands were stimulating as she passed them over her rigged nipples. She felt a desire for him growing in her again. Just when she decided to fantasize about making love to him, a pop-ding came from her phone, making her jump.
She hurriedly rinsed and grabbed a towel, quickly running it over her trembling body just enough to not drip on the floor as she excitedly reached for her phone and turned it over.
"Dammit!" The word escaped her lips.
It was from her boss. They were expecting a big day and he was asking her to come in early if she could. Another frustrated sigh escaped her lips and since she hadn't heard from Eli she responded, 'Ok but you're going to owe me one someday'
As she started out the door, her phone made the pop-ding sound again.
"Prolly just my boss" she muttered to a cat laying on the sidewalk. The cat stared back and flicked his tail. She opened the door of her car and sat down in the driver's seat.
Fumbling through her purse she found her phone and turned it on. It was from Eli! Her heart stopped and jumped to her throat. Fear rushed adrenaline through her arteries as her mind spun a thousand different thoughts. Her shaking hand touched the screen to read his reply; "Wow" was all it said.
The dancing ellipsis told her he was still typing. She held her breath longer than she wanted too. It seemed an eternity before his words flashed onto the screen; 'That's an exciting thought. Let's talk tonight after work.' Her hands were shaking so bad that she could barely get 'Ok' typed out.
His dark eyes floated in front of her, constantly distracting her as she drove to work. Once there, she kept trying to push him from her mind to concentrate on her task but the thoughts kept returning to her, his ghostly lips exploring her sensitive skin. His hands running down her back.
At lunch Melody resisted the urge to text him again. "Try to act like a normal person instead of a horny teenager" she chided herself. Still her mind roamed again to his arms around her, his lips kissing hers. It was making her wet.
Her panties began to feel cold where her juices had seeped out, making it uncomfortable to just sit there. Something had to change before it began to stain the chair. Nervously glancing around to see if anybody was looking at her, she slipped into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She pulled her wet underwear off, hanging them on the stall handle.
She let her fingers explore that wetness as her desire built. The sound of slick-slick-slick as she rubbed circles around her clit filled the room. She drove her fingers deep into her wet depths, holding her breath to keep from moaning as she rapidly finger fucked herself. The slapping and sucking sounds filled the room. Her orgasm made her cry out a little and she prayed that no one had heard the sounds emanating from the bathroom. She gathered herself together, pulled her panties from the stall handle and stuffed them her into her purse.
She peaked out the door to see if anybody had noticed and then quietly made her way back to her desk, where she managed to gain some control over herself. The workload helped push the lustful thoughts from her mind.
Looking up at the clock, she found that the afternoon had passed quickly. She was done with her work and it was time to go. She quickly said her goodbyes and almost skipped to her car in anticipation of talking to him.
When she arrived home she quickly changed into shorts and a t-shirt and plopped down on the couch. Taking a deep breath she opened the app. "I'll just see if he's online yet" she thought to herself. She typed hello, but there wasn't an immediate reply.
As she waited, she checked her social media apps and responded to her mothers email, flipping back to see if he had answered yet. She was watching a cat video when a banner appeared at the top of the screen;
Eli: Hello
Her hands started to shake a little bit as she closed the open apps.
