It was a dark, stormy evening. The wind was howling outside with such force, you would think that it was trying to tare the whole house apart. I sat, as I usually did, at my desk typing away at what I hoped to be my next break-threw song. The words just didn't seem to be flowing as usual tonight. Something just didn't seem right. I couldn't keep my mind glued on my work, it kept drifting in and out of memories of the past week...
He was very handsome, very handsome indeed. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him the first time I met him, and the way he kissed, O GOD the way he kissed. It sent chills down my spine and made my whole pussy ach for more. I could feel myself getting wet with that one kiss, and as his hand moved lower onto my stomach, I could fell myself tense up. Everything was going so great. I hadn't felt this wonderful in such a long, long time.
The way his hands moved over my body, to the way his lips pressed against mine. Everything made me go wild. Thoughts of us doing this all night, and even getting more into it, ran threw my mind like a rabbit from a fox. I couldn't keep my mind clean, it kept getting soo dirty. The thoughts of us making love for hours upon hours just drifted threw my mind. He reached down and placed his hand between my legs and could feel how wet I was. I was screaming inside for him to go deeper, to put something in me, to rub me, something! Just let my body's juices run...
"Ding, Ding, Ding," I was interrupted by the sounds of the clock on the wall. Damn, 12:00 already, I'll never get this done on time is all I could think about. Oh, what I'd give to go see him right about now, to feel his hands on my body, running threw every crevice I had. Feeling his hard, enlarged cock rubbing up against my leg, and between them. Those feelings I wanted to feel soo horribly bad. I can't stand it. I, had to call, I had to hear his voice, just something. Something to tell me that what I experienced the other night, that it wasn't a dream, or just some fantasy playing threw my head, that it was real.. as real as the rain falling outside my window...
His hand moved slowly over my body, stroking it softly.. with the lightest touch. Everything was going so well, just so well. *ring* the phone, damnit why did the phone have to ring. He gets up slowly, and goes to answer it. The only thing that could spoil this moment. His girlfriend on the other line. I sink down into his bed. I watch as he talks to her, making faces at me while he dances around the room. He can't sit still. He doesn't want to be on there, he wants to be here, with me. I turn towards the wall. A few moments later, I feel his finger tips running over my bare shoulder.
It sends those wonderful chills threw my body once again. I can't wait for him to get off the phone, he makes a face at me, and I look down to notice how incredibly hard his cock is. I grab at it, and softly squeeze when it's in my hand. The look on his face is speechless. He wants to really get off the phone in a hurry now. I can tell by the expression on his face, and the color in his cheeks. A few moments later, he tells her goodbye. I heard the words I wish I wouldn't of heard, "I love you too." It's such a turn off, knowing he can't really be mine, but that for this night, this moment in time, I can have him. All of him. He creeps over to the bed and joins me. I smile at him softly and we start to kiss again. He tells me things like "your so beautiful" and "I love you" it's nice to hear that for once. Rather the what I normally hear.
I just can't get what he said out of my mind. With me, laying there, on his bed, waiting for him to come and take me, he tells her "I love you" those words echo threw my head. All I can think about, then I realize, I can't do this. I quietly set up and get out of his bed. He looks at me confused. Bewildered about why I stopped, why I took to my feet. I try to explain to him, best I can "WHY" I can't do this. Although physically capable, my mind ate at me like a dog on a bone. I try to tell him, how I feel soo horrible, as if "I'm" the one cheating. He doesn't seem to understand. I lay down over his feet, he says its ok, they were cold anyways. I look up at him threw the hole between his legs and he smiles. How can I say no to those gorgeous eyes? How can I let myself say no to this chance...
A bolt of lighting sends me back into my thoughts. I need to get some fresh air or I'm never going to get this done. Calling him would be a waste of time. I need to move, to be out. Even in this storm, it's better then being cooped up in this small room. I grabbed my jacket off the hanger, and put it on, then I grabbed my keys. I'll drive. It's to dangerous to be out walking in this. Just driving may keep my mind off this. I get into my car , and look down in the passenger set. There, laying on it's side, is a small box. I'd meant to of giving it to him that night, but I didn't. Things just didn't go how I wished for them to. So I kept it in my car. I opened it, and looked at the small pendent. Such craftsman ship to make such a small thing. It worried me to know I hadn't taken it back, or thrown it out. Why can't I just give in to my brain, and stop trying to think with my heart? I pull out of my drive way, and make my way threw the town. I don't know exactly where I'm going, just. driving. I see the sign for the exit I take to get to him. God I remember just the other night taking this road... it was just so wonderful..
I looked up at him, at his cute smile, and thought to myself. What's wrong with a little pleasuring. I mean, I'm single. I start to talk to him about why I can't have sex with him. I unbutton his pants as we talk, and slid his pants off. I look down at his black boxers and smile. God what I'd do to be able to make love to him. Nothing would please me more this night then to do this. I smiled and pulled down his boxers, revealing his now hard cock. I smile to myself while he's talking and in the middle of him explaining to me why he can't, I slide the head of his cock into my mouth. I could hear his eyes roll back into his head when I slid it back out. This was what I called fun. I took it back into my mouth sliding it in, all the way till it hit the back of my throat and then, down into my throat.