He was back, just as I knew he would be, it was the first of the month after all. It was always the first. HE was the first. One hand slid protectively to my waist and sensing the empty barren ache, I knew there had been another and a life ended before it could begin. Just as surely though I knew that very soon I could stand before God himself and swear that I had not existed until his tremulous touch had first glided hesitantly across my cheek.
A gentle breath of orchid and pine lovingly enfolded me, giving a persistent nudge. Breathing shallowly I fought to resist the hypnotic lure, smiling and nodding blindly to the customer that I was serving, but another wave of the perfume eddied around me when the cafe door swung open and relenting I headed for my office.
Telling Cookie, who ruled the kitchen of the small diner I owned, that I was heading home I hurried across the alley to my tiny house. It was as I was opening the door that I heard it, a soft whisper carried to me by another drift of perfume.
"Come on and dance with me"
My subconscious fought the intruding voice trying take over my will, each seductively breathed suggestion, until closing my eyes I took several deep breaths of the sweet redolence and welcomed my secret lover once more.
The hard shock of his barely leashed arousal overwhelming my mind made me whimper, a wet heat flooding my body and running down the insides of my legs. My vision narrowed until all I could see was a blanket laid out by some trees at the far side of my fenced yard, an inviting patch of shadow against the pristine snow summoning me to it.
Stumbling through the cold towards the blanket, I struggled out of shoes, pants and undies, gasping at each shift and pull of Tee-shirt across sensitized nipples. Collapsing onto my back on the blanket, my hands under another s control caressed their way down my body, guided by the warm familiar whispers shimmering through my thoughts. Drifting down my neck. Brushing my breast bone, feeling my heart beating. Cool finger tips circling each nipple, drawing them taut and hard. Palms smoothing over my quivering stomach, pressing along each hip bone, before finding their final target.
Rubbing against my aroused clit, twisting faster in and out of my slick hot core. Squeezing my eyes shut as the first wave of an orgasm closed in on me he was suddenly there, the thick head of his hard penis wedged almost painfully into my drenched pussy. Reverent fingers touching my cheek in silent welcome, then sliding firmly into my hair. The quiet suggestion that drifted lovingly through my mind wasn't needed. I felt the first throb of his cumming the second he surged against me, driving deep and hard, shattering my breath into a shout of ecstasy that he eagerly devoured. My dripping pussy fisting wildly around his pulsing cock, each shallow thrust taking him deeper, until digging my nails into his back one final shudder left us clinging to each other fighting for breath.
Opening drowsy eyes, drunk on our mingled musk's, I looked up at the moon and stars. Letting my head drift to the side, the dark solid shadow of my lover was a sharp silhouette against the snow. Narrowing my eyes slightly trying to see through the night to his face I heard a rustle of clothing. Eyes blinking slowly, breathing deeply of his perfume and when they opened there he was. Smooth golden tan and liquid chocolate brown eyes in a too beautiful face. I had never cared for the pretty boy model type of looks, never felt that the face suited him, but it was his so I didn't care.
