My fingers were six inches away from my pillow nestled inside my lover's hand as we rested. Her hot breath blew across my neck and down my back as I stared out the window. While I gazed at the night sky I saw it turn gray, and as the shades of red filtered in, the reasons for the choices I made over the last six months became clear. My new girlfriend was never teasing me, never tried to lead me along, or take me from the girlfriend I was seeing when we first met. I know now that it was suppose to be, that she is the one I am to love.
I first saw Michelle staring through the window while she sipped her mocha. It looked like a double tall; I thought I heard her say she wanted a quad. I never looked at her refection in the window or I might have been scared off cause a few months later she admitted to me that she was staring at me, while I looked at her. She was an oasis in a hot dry desert too.
I like women that are bigger than me; Lucy was just a little bigger but Michelle was a lot bigger. Her shoe size was the same as mine but her arms were longer her hands were bigger and she wore a extra large for a shirt size, and I only wore a medium large for a shirt, her Levi's were thirty-eight waist by thirty-four inseam, mine are thirty-six by thirty-two and I had a little pot belly growing and some fat on my ass.
I am five nine and she had to be six two at least. I liked the way she kept the young girl look with her hair in pig tails and wearing short plaid dresses and white shirts sometimes, but she had to be all of twenty-six. As stocky as Michelle was, I figured her to be one forty one thirty, it was obvious that she spent a lot of time in the gym toning her thirty-six twenty-eight thirty-eight body, and shaping her muscles, because she was built in the arms and legs and had very little fat regardless of her sizes. Her washboard flat stomach was visible from across the street. I later found out that Michelle was a trainer at two gyms. I never had a trainer but I went to my gym two and three times a week just to keep my pot from getting bigger, but compared to Michelle I was less then a novice.
It was fate; we started coincidently running into each other at stores the deli, we liked the same restaurants and coffee shops, other times our movements just happened, like two hands playing a piano. At any rate we started to sit together on our little coffee clutches and talk about everything or nothing just read or worked crossword puzzles. That turned out to be the trigger that caused my girl to get pissed. I knew that Lucy was jealous and for that reason I never took Michelle up on her offer to work out with her. I wanted to spend time with Michelle but Lucy wouldn't stand for it. It was okay for her to sit, talk, and laugh with whomever she wanted to, but when I did it I was fooling around. So after a few weeks of us arguing about who we were or weren't seeing I got sick of the double standards and broke it off.
For a short while I actually blamed Michelle for our trouble and found myself being rude and snubbing her. I was shocked when I realized that she was never at fault, and I knew then that I wanted us to be more than casual acquaintances. I started looking in all the places I knew she frequented or where I had seen her. I even went to the two gyms where she worked and all they would say was that she was booked. I needed to find her so I could make some sort of apologetic gesture. I just wanted to find her, but she was nowhere to be found.
I was starting to think that she had moved away when I saw her sitting at her favorite table looking at me through the window and smiling. I felt my heart flutter a little and I filled with joyous relief at finely finding Michelle, my legs even turned a little rubbery. I would at least be able to make my apologetic gesture, and an excuse. When she waved at me to join her I became ecstatic and tripped over the step as I entered and again when I started to walk over to Michelle's table after I picked up my drip coffee.
"I'm so glad to have run into you! I've been looking all over for you!" I said frantically as I neared the table, stumbling again over nothing but my feet.
"Well that is a change from the cold shoulder that you gave me a few weeks ago." She sounded humorously sarcastic then warmly added, "One of the guys at my gym said some guy was looking for me, and I thought of you right off."
She sounded so happy to see me I sort of knew that she wasn't upset with me but I started to apologize anyway, "Well that is one of the reasons I've been looking for you. I want to apologize for my rude behavior the last few times we ran into each other. You see in a roundabout way I blamed you for my breakup with Lucy. I realized how wrong I was and wanted to say something to you. Like I am both sorry for blaming you and glad that I have separated from her." I said desperately in almost one breath and then took a big swig of coffee and waited for a reply.
"Oh I knew what you were doing, boys are sadly funny that way and I was not insulted by you at all. I was actually sorry to hear of the break up through our mutual friend." Michelle said in a reassuring voice.
"A mutual friend?" I questioned.
"Lydia. The counterperson here." Michelle pointed out as she nodded her head in the direction of the counter.
"Oh…? I did say something one day when she asked me if I was okay," I explained. I was surprised and pleased to hear that I had been talked about in a positive context.
"So if you'll forgive me for asking is it over between you two?" Michelle quizzed warmly.
"Oh yes…! It is over!" I replied and remarked, "She has tried to reconcile twice but I was not interested. I am still mad at myself for letting it go on as long as I did."
"So was it more than just us?" Michelle pried with warming interest.
"Lucy was very possessive and very double standard with… her possessiveness." I responded and explained, "it was okay for her to talk to other people even meet them when she was out without me, but I could not talk to anybody else without being given the third degree much less meet someone else out for a simple cup of coffee, I just got fed up with her attitude."
"So I was at fault in a round about way." She acknowledged and smiled.
"No… no… no! It was her own guilt about her double standards. It drove a wedge between you and I and Lucy and I; any way it is done and I am glad to be free." I said assertively.
"Free huh nobody else to take Lucy's place?" Michele asked warmly.
"To be honest I was hoping that you might be interested in resuming our little coffee clutches? Maybe take a dinner or two with me sometime?" I shocked myself with my forwardness as I responded to her warm inquisitiveness.
"You know I was very possessive with my last boy friend. I do not like to share or be shared." Michelle declared firmly adding, "It isn't wise to bed down in groups or with strangers, any way I find sex much more gratifying in a one-on-one relationship. I like to know that I am the only one, and I am possessive and don't mind being possessed to a point. How about you?"
"I don't mind sharing my girlfriend with another girl, but I draw the line at sharing her with another guy." I acknowledged and added, "I find the intimacy shared in a one on one experience much more gratifying, and more so when I am confident that I am the only suitor. I don't mind admitting to my possessiveness, and… I admit I do like to be possessed it makes me feel more wanted."
"Why do you not mind your girlfriend taking up with another woman?" Michele asked with an alluring tone in her voice.
"I had a girlfriend Kayla a while back that was bi and wanted to have as she put it, a hard cock inside her sometimes and a dildo just didn't do it for her. Any ways I think women have a stronger desire to please, and get more pleasure from pleasing than men do." I said as I warmly reminisced.
