The Chronicles part xv

My hands trembled as I reached for the perfume bottle…my favorite…dabbing it on.
I rubbed my hands down my side smoothing the silky fabric.
I was nervous…but was it nerves or anticipation.
Years of yearning…years of exploration
My hunger to be subsided…to be satiated.
I wanted him….
I wanted him to touch me again
to hold me again
to make me cum…again.
It’s time to go…I can’t be late!

The sound of the doorbell startles me.
I hesitate to answer it. 
I can’t waste time in leaving.
Once again, the melodious chime echos.

Handsomely dressed, a man waits for my answer.

Slowly I open the door….
“Mam…Are you ready?”
I stare blankly…searching my mind for any help of this stranger’s knowledge of me.
Easing my confusion he confesses….
“I am here to drive you…do you have your key?”
A smile crosses my lips…”Yes, I’m ready.”

The stranger opens the door of the sleek black limousine.
I slide in across the warmed leather seats…the black contrasting with my pink fabric.
The door closes, and I settle in.
I accept the glass of wine…delicious poison.
Beside me sits a beautifully wrapped package, large red bow, my name on the name tag.

I love presents….

With one tug, the bow falls helplessly to the seat.
Carefully examining the contents, I pull out my reward.
A very delicate black eye mask….so soft to the touch.
As I examine my gift, the driver looks over his shoulder and instructs me to wear it…Now.

Nerves are nonexistent, but my anticipation takes flight.

Sitting in warmth and darkness…the car begins towards its destination.

The ride takes turns that become unfamiliar to me….

I finish my wine…and wait.

The car stops.  As I reach for the face…wanting to unmask my curiosity…I am instructed…Not yet.

He opens my door and the night air flows over me.
Goosebumps arise.
The thin fabric of my nightie provides little warmth…the nightie for the Lingerie Ball….

Still in darkness, my handsome stranger leads me away from the car.

At the end of a paved path, he removes my mask.
What stands before me is new.  I have never seen this quaint cottage.  Very picturesque and dainty.  Fresh roses ornate the doorway.  I come to realize that this party will only be for two….

“Your key, milady.”

I reach into my purse and retrieve the tiny brass object…and unlock the door.

The smell of roses flooded my senses.
The room was filled with vases and vases of roses.
Every color….
Every style….
All mine….

My breath catches as I see him.
Standing naked in the doorway of the bedroom, he beckons me.
Dropping my purse, stepping out of my heels, my body floats to him.
Meeting me in the hallway…he kisses me.
My senses mingle with the smell of the roses and his masculinity.
Taking my hand, he guides me….

The large tub carefully holding onto its contents as the bubbles try to escape.
Wine filled glasses wait….

“Allow me,” he suggests.

With a nod, he slips the thin straps from my shoulder, one at a time…allowing the  negligee to sweep down catching only seconds over my breasts before landing softly in the floor.

I stand naked before him….

Following his lead, I step into the warm water next to him.
I find my wine…toasts his glass…and drink.
My body is flushed and warmed.
His cock brushes my leg….

“I can’t wait…” I proclaim.
“But you must…I have more for you,” He whispers.

Finishing our wine…finishing our bath…finishing falling in love…he helps me out.
Drying my soft flesh…he guides me once again.

“Close your eyes please.”

I do as requested….
Without seeing, I smell.  The roses again but this time mixed with vanilla. 
I can feel the warmth of the room.
Uncovering my eyes, I see heaven.

The room only lightened by the flickering of candles…the vanilla.
The bed covered not with the finest linens…but of the velvet petals of roses.
A bed of red rose petals…
Dropping his hand, I reach the bed.
Ready…ready for him.
Ready for the blossoming of his cock inside my flower.

Gently his towel falls…exposing his hunger.
The sight of his swelling causes my own mouth to water…my pussy to tighten.
I try to make my way to his cock….to love it…to enclose my fevered mouth upon him.  To taste his thickened rod… But he reaches the bed first.
He lowers me to my back tracing my body with his hands…my legs, thighs, sides, breasts, face. 
Reaching my mouth, straddling my hips, he traces my lips with his finger.
He kisses me….
I feel the warmth flush over me from the heat of his mouth.
His hand continues to explore my scented flesh.
Slowly he makes his way to my mouth….
His knees rest easily beside my ears and lowers his cock into my waiting mouth.
My jaws stretch to receive my treat.
My tongue swirls gently, dauntingly, temptingly…until the first drops of cum emerge.
I can hear him moan causing me to deepen myself on my mission…to please him.
His hand drifts…drifts to my pussy. 
His fingers slide inside…the magical room echoes with our pleasure.

Carefully pulling his glistening cock from my mouth, he lowers his body on top of mine.  Allowing me to feel the weight of him…the soft brushes of his skin.
I close my eyes to remember this moment…to remember the years of lust…all to be released.
A tiny tear slips from my eye…I cannot hide it.

“This may be our last night together, but you have branded yourself into my heart…..seared my soul.  A moment of lust, turned to love…I will never experience this with another.  This night is bittersweet…you are all that I want…all that I have dreamt of…and I thank you for letting me drink of you tonight, for I will always savor this night.”

And with those words, he thrust his cock deep…stretching my wanting walls…leaving me gasping for air.
Looking me in my eyes he tells me, “You have taken my breath away….”
With every rhythmic thrust, I give him my all.  All my desires.
All my fantasies, I share with him.
He makes love to me, to all of me
My heart, mind, and soul are saturated with him….

The petals on the bed crushing under our weight, aromatizing the moment.
I feel as if I am one…the ethereal beauty…his to remember with every passing rose.

He lifts my hips and pulls me close.
The tip of his cock rubbing my cervix….oh, delicious!
He rocks me along his shaft, rubbing my g-spot with his manhood…watching my clit swell.
My body shudders, my pussy vibrates, my juices drench his throbbing cock.
He erupts, sending shivers over his body, sending his creamy load to bathe with mine….

Gently pulling his cock from me, he takes me in his arms.
As he tucks my hair behind my ear I whisper, “I will always love you.”
And, with that, he kisses me deep stirring the passion deep from within with a primordial force.
With a quick glance at the clock…we still have some time before morning, before my driver returns.

The Chronicles part xiv

Valentine’s Escape

You are cordially invited

Inside you will find the key

To unlock true loves

Desire….

Such simple words…I stood confused.

I turned the envelop over for a hint…but none was found.

Then I heard the drop…the drop of a key.

Following helplessly to the ground, a scripted piece of tissue paper floated.

Carefully manicured, the words held a secret…time, place, costume.

Standing confused and pondering the sender, my head snapped at the sound of my phone.

Answering the call, I hear Him whisper…Did you get my invitation?

Instead of feeling my knees go weak with girlish butterflies, I felt my body ignite!

I stood staring at the phone wondering how only a voice could warm my entire being.

Yes…I whisper back…But,

No…No buts…just do it!

But…I dreamt of you last night.

I dreamt of stealing away…stealing time.

I dreamt of exploring your body with my tongue.

I dreamt of kissing your breath away.

I dreamt of loving your cock in my mouth.

I dreamt of you….

Oh, my dear, he returns…As sure as I am that the sun will warm my skin…the water will quench my thirst…and the aroma of flowers saturate me when I think of you…we will have your dream.

Now…don’t be late…he makes his final command.

The Chronicles part xiii

I dug in deep…I dug in deep to stay grounded for the rest of the day.  I wanted to cave…to give in…to shout to all.

But I must remain silent.

I must place our passion hidden and out of sight…

My body continues to yearn for more…for more of him!

I concentrated hard to stay focused on my patient…I had to.

I poured myself into my job, blocking out what was happening around me.

A soft whisper….

I did not see him sit beside me.

I feel my insides melt.

Deep breath in…I hold on to my composure.

Good Morning…I whisper back, knowing my cheeks are heated and flushed.

I stare at my nurse’s notes and him at the chart…but the intensity is electrifying.

Under my breath…I purr.

“My pussy remembers…remembers your touch.  My heart remembers…remembers your words.  My soul remembers…remembers the ignition.  You have left my body starving…starving for more of you.”

Yes…he simply answers.

“You shall have me.  My days are nearing an end here and with regret and remorse, you will not go with me.  My soul craves for more of you…to taste your pussy…to fuck you.”

The Chronicles part xii

As the phone dangled…I walked out the door.

Blindly I drove to work.

I know where he called from.

I recognized the echo of his office phone.

I have called that number many times….

Secretly I make my way up the back stairs.

I see him….

He sees me.

Slowly I slide past the partially opened door of the xray room and wait inside.

The door cautiously pushes opened and then back shut almost instantly.

The automatic locks click as the XRAY IN USE light illuminates.

My keys fall to the floor…but I don’t hear them.

With my back against the wall, he takes my breath away.

His mouth covers mine and the sweet taste  inside slips in.

His hands warm my cheeks and his tongue explores mine.

My hands firmly holds his ass as I press him close to me…hoping to sear an imprint of his body onto mine.

Hungrily he releases my face and pulls my shirt off exposing more of me.

With a quick snap, my bra falls helpless off my shoulders releasing my soft mounds.

As if starving, he sucks my nipples and nibbles them to perfect erection.

Holding me against the wall so I do not fall….

My moans and purrs feeding him….

His teeth releases the drawstring of my pants…loosening just enough.

His mouth returns to mine as he slides his hand down my belly, across my  nether lips, and into my waiting pussy.

My pussy clamps down tight almost cumming on touch…the longing brimming and dripping.

Slowly he enters more fingers as my pubic bone rests in the palm of his hand…His fingers FUCK ME.

As he thrusts my pussy, he tastes my neck leaving a trail as hot as lava.

His whispers are heavy and leaves me panting even more.

“As the roses bloom in summer, I wait to bloom in you.  As the rain falls in spring, I thirst for the wetness”

As a final thrust from his hand, my clit ignites, my body caves, and I collapse.  As my pussy cums around his fingers, I fall into him faint.

He catches me with his kiss….

The Chronicles part xi

The shrill ring of the phone snaps me back to the moment….
I sit quietly in the bay window watching the rain fall.
I am propped on melancholy and memories.
My body still tingles from your touch….
A stolen moment under the stars.

The persistent ringing echos again!
Snapping my attention once more.

Unknown number….

But the ringing won’t stop.

“Hello?”

“Hello” answers back….

My heart races!

I know that voice…that hypnotizing melody.

“Doc?”

“Are you alone?”

Yes I mumble back…my voice catching in the back of my throat……imploring his call.

I squeeze my eyes closed so I can visualize his eyes…..lips as he speaks to me.  I reach out for the kitten that is curled in the corner of the window.  The kitten named Doc.

You know my time is short he reminds me…my mind takes me back to the day he told me he was leaving…….and I squeeze them shut once more as tears begin to well.

“You have intoxicated me…when I am near you, I am drunk.  When I am apart, your image is all I see.  When I kiss another’s lips, there is no sweetness.  My body is cold from the remembrance of our dance.  You must be a part of me…I must own you.”

My breathing is quick and my mind is blurry.

The supression of feelings…about to be explored?

I drop the handset….

Chronicles Part x

The raindrops pelted my window.

I sat motionless in my car.

I was stirred to reality when he tapped on my window.

As I turned towards him…..the sun caught his eyes.

Copper specks reflect back at me.

I begin to melt like snowflakes on eyelashes…….

My window purrs as it rolls down enough for him to gain entrance.

“You look beautiful.  I always loved you in white……..dressed with a hint of satin.”

“Thank you……”  I look down quickly.  My palms wrestle with themselves.

” I wanted to bring you something.”

Delicately he hands me a package……with brown package paper and simple strings.

My eyes well with tears.

My heart aches for him.

I just want to be near you……..to smell you once again………

To dance once again with the moon on my wings.

As the tears stream down my face……he whispers for me to open it……..

His elbows invade their way into my space.

I pull lightly on the blue sash of the present……..the delicate whiskers of a kitten emerge.

He leans in and kisses me deeply…….allowing me to linger and taste fully the sweet mouth.

Reluctantly I pull away……

“I will call him Doc……”

The music vibrated my ears……if you watched, you could see your drink sway in its on way to the beat.

The music paused and the singer mumbled into the microphone……introducing the next song no doubt.

As the first cords reverberated and the recognition of the song came to life……he reached his hand out to me.

“Wanna dance?”

The truth, I didn’t want to sit down.  I wanted my body painted next to his!

Coyly I shake my head and take his offered hand.

Leading me to the dance floor, my heart quickened.

As the band bellows a flawless performance of Lips of an Angel, he warms the small of my back with his hand…….leaving traces of embers flowing under my skin.

One touch sets my body aflame.

Slowly he eases my body into him causing my breast to gently crush into his sports coat.

My left hand rests gingerly on his shoulder.

Softly he tilts my chin towards him…..causing me to stare into his eyes.

I can see worlds in those eyes……memories and mystery.

He holds me in a trance as our bodies move as one on the dance floor…….oblivious to the others around us.

My body melts into his……I can feel him……I can feel all of him.

His hunger for me grows, and I can feel the heat press against me.

He leans into me…..”I want you”

The whisper, the breath, the warmth……..my pussy tightens and yearns for his touch…..his thrust.

Lightly his finger runs over my lips making my knees go weak.

As he supports me in his arms he asks…….

“Do you think your husband will mind that we are dancing?”

Forevermore I want my doctor’s hands…..his embrace…..

His Heat

 …….forevermore

Slowly churning

yearning

deep inside

my heart fills quietly

the fear subsides

a touch

a glance

my soul quivers

graciously accepting

your hand touching

eyes of radiance

illuminate my soul

quieten the hunger

that rages there so

sweep me silently

upon your arms

and lay me gently

under the stars

take me quick

before the passion

fades

steal my love

to you I

implore

…….forevermore

Our time is short………he whispers in my ear.
For a moment I felt my heart sink……..
I can’t cry in front of him……..I can’t let him know of the void he will leave.
His hand cradles mine……..we have some time he whispers quietly.

My patient is ill……gravely……..he can’t hear us.

With ploring eyes I plead him to stay…….not just for the six more months……..forever.
I want to be the one leaving…….the one that says goodbye.

As softly as a fairy’s wing…….his hand grazes my cheek.
Tears begin to well.

“Oh, Baby……don’t”

“I’m sorry…….I don’t………..”

I am quietened with a hushed, “ssshhhhhhhh”

His fingers burn an impression on my lips……..only to be replaced by his.

Soft at first…….followed by a fervor.

Our postion careful not to move to fast……to cause too much commotion…….to bring attention to those outside the curtain.

My heart races and my mind numbs………I must savor this kiss……..the number will be counted now…….

I nestle my face into the crook of his neck……drinking in his smell…..chiseling into memory.

He runs his hand through my long blonde hair…….grazing the small of my back…….and whisping past my ass before bringing it back to face.

He cradles my face…….kisses me once more……..deeply this time…….leaving his taste in mine.

Passion stirs deep inside……..him and me.

My own wetness begins to saturate as I can feel his manhood press into me………..oh, how I want to free his cock from his pants……….to love it……..to feel it in my mouth…….my pussy……..throbbing inside me…………but, I have my kiss.

I pull away just as the tears begin again……..”I can’t right now”

“I wish I could take you with me……..”  he whispers……..showing the glistening in his own eyes

“We still have some time……..”  I assure him.
 

That was purely a shift from hell that day.  A day that left my body stiff from the physical and emotional toll.  I cried.  I smiled.  I yelled………then I melted.

My rope had been frayed and my spirit stomped.  I had not seen my doctor for 2 weeks.  I was longing for his companionship, his glance.  I wanted that brief interaction that left me longing for more…..the interaction that let me bare my job.

But where was he?

I’ve called his office.  I’ve paged.  I used my sexiest voice on his voicemail.

But the demons that be, bellowed over my day.  My fingers acted as if my prints were laced with poision.  I could feel my veins turn rigid and my blood harden.  I want to scream!!!!  I want to cry!!!  I want to hide.

As insanity subsides…..I gather my thoughts in a secluded room.  I pull out my dainty pink make-up bag.  I carefully cover each crack and line…..smoothing my face into a smile.  I conceal the circles masking my torture.  A shiny gloss plumps my lips……

There….

Composure……

A moment of peace……

……my knees go weak…….

His voice echos in my ears……..my insides tighten…….my mouth moistens……..I feel my voice leave me.

He’s here……

I straighten my hair and leave my hidden fortress.

My body crashes into him.  The full force causes my breast to crush into his chest.

He speaks to me, but I am speechless…….I part my lips but no sound.

As quickly as the moment allows, he kisses me.  I taste the sweetness of the sugary donuts……the sweetness of the moment…..

I know I only have a second to remember this embrace…..this second kiss……I melt into him as I can still hear the demons soar in the unit……