Hello... how are you today? Did you sleep well after I left?
I have to wonder if the remorse has struck; did you decide to tell Her what happened when I spent the night with you? I think you will, sooner or later... but when you do, will you speak of the passion that ignited in our bodies? Will you tell Her how I seduced you? How I lied so close to you in your bed, and then undressed myself before your eyes, article by artice, until the remnants of my modesty were veiled under your sheet? Then will you admit that you took my clothes and balled them into the pillow that you placed so closely behind your head? You could not resist inhaling the wet scent which clung to my black panties...
Will you tell Her how I threw back my modesty with a swoop of fabric and pounced upon you... my lean legs straddling your clothed hardness, breasts swooping gently and brushing your cheeks as I bent forward...
As I reached behind your neck, our eyes embraced. Our lips followed. Your hands slid over satin flesh, stopping to tease but not satisfy...
I coaxed your hand down further... your long fingers slid in deeply, and I moaned at the rush. I took your hardness in my hands, and we stroked and plunged in beat with each other. With each swirl, each thrusting of your hand, I arched toward you, bringing you closer to me. The first orgasm was intense... the second, stronger yet... until I started to lose track of where one ended and the next began. Your release was hot and powerful...
After our bliss we lied beside each other, chests heaving, throats parched...
We kissed again when breath returned, and I pulled myself from your arms.
"I have to leave now, or I'll be late for work," I said softly.
You smiled and kissed me one more time. "Goodbye, Erin," you whispered, watching as I pulled on my black dress pants and crisp white shirt.
"Goodbye, Mike... and thank you. It's been... an incredible night."
Hours later, I am left wondering how you are now... I hope the passion of the night hasn't been replaced with regret. I should thank you, Mike... for satisfying my needs while He was away. He knows I'm dating others... will She be as understanding?
