The soft glow of light flickered through the window, casting shadows on the walls as we lay tangled in each other's arms. The air was filled with the sweet scent of jasmine, and the sound of our gentle breathing was the only sound in the room. I gently leaned in, feeling a bit nervous but extremely excited. Reaching for his lips, I grabbed his hair pulling him closer to me, gently. Our lips locked in, the kiss started slowly and gradually deepened. His hands found their way to my tiny waist, pulling me closer. Our bodies pressed against each other. He slid his fingers into my already wet pussy and I let out a soft moan. I was trying to catch my breath as his fingers moved in deeper ***
I paused to refill our tequila glasses from the pitcher and chuckled at my best friend, Kim. Her big, brown eyes were wide open, and she was leaning so far forward that I feared she might topple over. She was normally the one with the sexy stories, so I was enjoying having one of my own, for once.
We were seated at our usual table for our Sunday night ritual, tacos and margaritas at Biggie's eatery. Biggie's was an island-themed restaurant that reminded me of the thatch-roofed eatery where my parents used to take me when we went on our annual trek to the Nairobi Keys. Even though Biggie's was located in Colleen Shores, Nairobi - about as far from the tropics as could be, it was usually teeming with patrons, both locals and tourists.
Biggie let us have the best seats in the house with a fantastic view of the lake, even though we were given "family pricing." kim had been a waitress at the restaurant for over two years, but Biggie knew never to schedule her to work on a Sunday night. Our girls' nights were sacred.
Kim grabbed the pitcher from my hand and quickly sloshed more of the frozen concoction into our glasses. "Go on," she demanded.
***"My fingers were shaking as I unbuttoned his shirt." Only Kim knew of my insecurities in the bedroom and the reasoning behind them. She nodded, encouraging me to continue with my play by play.
"I refused to give in to my fears. So, I ran my hands along his flat abs and over his chest as I removed his shirt and tossed it to the floor. I kissed his neck and nibbled on his ear, he undid the buttons on my shoulder and lowered my dress. That's when he discovered that I hadn't been able to wear a bra because of the open back style of my dress. I think he liked that." I smiled and chuckled, remembering the look of awe in his eyes as he gazed at my ample breasts***
"I bet he did!" Kim hooted with laughter. She looked terrific, as usual, with her brunette pixie haircut and huge, brown eyes. She oozed sexual confidence, but she had admitted to me on more than one occasion that she was totally jealous of my chestiness. My boobs were, in fact, one of my only body parts that I felt were above average.
***"He used just the right amount of pressure as he rubbed his thumbs over my taut nipples. Then he began kissing and licking and nibbling his way down me. My whole body quaked when he suckled on my breast. I ran my fingers through his hair and arched my back toward him as he gently tugged on my nipple with his teeth."***
"Everything okay tonight, ladies?" Biggie asked. Neither of us had seen him approach the table, and we were startled by the interruption.
"We're fine." Kim snapped the words, causing Biggie to hold up his hands in mock surrender as he made a quick retreat.
Kim let out a deep breath as if she'd been holding it. "Geez, Kylie, this story is making me horny. I'm going to have to find a hot guy to hook up with and work off some of this sexual tension."
I wondered for the hundredth time if Kim ever wanted a more serious intimate relationship than the booty calls and one-night stands that she currently enjoyed. She seemed to be content with her life, so I had never pushed the issue with her.
"So?" Kim prompted impatiently.
"Where was I?" I asked, perplexed.
"Nipples, teeth, tugging," she reminded me.
"Oh, right. In one smooth move, he slid my dress and underwear off. I stepped out of them and stood before him wearing only those ridiculous Gucci heels that you talked me into buying. He seemed to like the view, too."
"They are fabulous shoes. I'm glad to hear you finally put them to good use. Did you wear them the whole time?"
I nodded, smiling, before continuing. "I struggled to undo the snap of his jeans as he eased me back on the bed. He lifted one of my legs and rubbed my ankle as he began kissing his way up my pussy, after which he ate me good.
He positioned himself in front of me and started thrusting himself inside me. Because I was dripping wet, his dick just slid inside my p***y. First, he pushed a little and pulled out, then he thrust again, inch by inch tearing me apart.
Panting and gasping for breath, he crept his mouth towards my breasts again. He was sucking my breasts and thrusting his dick into my pussy at the same time, my body's emerging to a feeling of wanting to explode. He went in and out, in and out of my mystique spot. "Yh...yh...mmh....", were the words that came out of me. He paused for a moment to look up at me with the most gorgeous green eyes I'd ever seen. He looked directly at me and uttered the words, 'You're so beautiful.' I was panting and aching with need for him to carry on.
"Uh-huh," Kim said, urging me on when I paused.
"Then the alarm went off."
"O-M-Geeee!" Kim screeched as she pretended to bang her head on the table. "It was all a dream? You've gotta be kidding me. What happened on your blind date?""The date was a dude. He spent the whole evening complaining about his exes, and then he wanted to split the check. I mean split the check down to the penny - as in, I ate more of the appetizer than he did, so he demanded I pay for more than half of it." I rolled my eyes. "He definitely wasn't the guy of my dreams. Or anyone else's," I added somewhat contrarily.I'm sure my grandma, Kris had meant well when she set me up with Lucas, telling me that she was sure he'd be the love of my life, but he was clearly not the man for me. "Maybe there isn't a man that's right for me," I grouched."Please tell me you used the battery-operated gadget I bought you to finish off the work that dream guy started," Kim said. She narrowed her eyes at me, assessing, then said, "I can tell you didn't. You're too grumpy. There's nothing wrong with
When I described the scene I had walked in on to Kim, including the sight of Richard with his head tipped back, mouth agape, looking at me with a glassy, uncaring stare, unwanted tears had started to form in my eyes.Kim patted my knee and said, "Honey, that's just the head face. They all get it when they're getting a blow job." Then she dropped her face into an exact replica of the blank look Richard had given me, and we both whooped with laughter.The memory made me smile. The message I had left on Kim's mirror was perfect. She really does make everything better.As I walked along the lakeshore, I noticed that tourists were starting to trickle into town. It was mid-April, still early for snowbirds and vacationers, but each year the tourism season seemed to be starting earlier and lasting later into the fall. For a small, quiet town like Colleen Shores, Nairobi, that was great news for the local businesses, like the trendy shop that had employed me since I moved here.I decided to go
The next morning when I stumbled into my bathroom, I found a message scrawled in a beautiful, light pink lipstick on my mirror. It says "Say 'Hi!' to a cute guy today."The words were followed by a huge, winking smiley face with long eyelashes.Oh, Kim, I thought, I just came to the conclusion that I don't need a man. I left the message on my mirror, though, as a reminder to have fun and not take things so seriously.Since it was weekend, with no special plans, I decided to go for a workout. After a quick shower, I donned my capri yoga pants and a sports tank, then I coated my exposed skin with sunscreen. I knew my mother was smiling down on me for that. She had always insisted on moisturizing and protecting. I pulled my thick, black hair back into a simple ponytail, skipped makeup (other than cherry Chapstick, of course), and tied my bright purple tennis shoes.Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I decided that I was a solid six with my glossy, chestnut hair and big gray eyes. I
Bubble finally harrumphed and started the process of standing. Sumptuous Devin, as I had decided to call him silently in my head, surprised me by saying, "Wait."This gave me an excuse to pause and look directly at him. He was a sight, all tall and handsome, but that standard description didn't do him justice. He was all of those things, but he was also one of the most ruggedly good looking men I had ever seen. His jeans and tee shirt were snug enough to give a hint of the tight, tan body that they covered. I licked my lips and realized that his full attention was focused on me. It was almost as if he was waiting for me to say something. Oh no! Did he ask me a question?"Huh?" I asked, looking clueless.He didn't seem to be phased by my inner turmoil. "I said that Buddy and I were just getting ready to head to Treats, the bakery on Beach Street. Would you like to join us?"I knew the place he was talking about. It was a local favorite. They had a few alfresco tables that overlooked th
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I said, grabbing Kim and hugging her as soon as she walked downstairs."Umm, you're welcome," she said, hugging me back. "What'd I do that was so great?""You suggested that I go out more often and meet new people, so I did and he is so handsome, but I didn't know how handsome he was until he came closer to me. He's so dreamy that it nearly took my breath away, but it's not just that his looks. He's also kind and funny and down to earth, and he has a cute dog," I gushed, breathless."Well, any guy who has a great dog like that has to be somewhat okay, but slow down. Who is this guy, and what do you know about him?"I took a moment to enjoy how protective she was of me, and then I started about telling her all about Sumptuous Devin. "He seems to make you happy." Kim admitted. "Just be safe and only meet him in public places at first. You never know. He could be an ex murderer or some other kind of freak.""We're coming to Biggie's on Friday night, so
Time seemed to slowly crawl by while I was waiting for Friday. When it finally arrived, my nerves kicked into high gear. All week, I had been writing pick me up reminders to myself on sticky notes, and they circled my mirror. I took a moment to read through them. Breathe. You are an intelligent woman. Don't chatter non-stop. Smile. Do not worry. You are worthy. You deserve to be happy. They were simple, but reading them helped me calm down.I smiled at the new one that Kim had added in the center of my mirror. Have fun. I took a sip from the glass of chilled white wine that she had delivered to my bathroom before leaving for her shift at Biggie's.Since I still had over an hour before I needed to meet Devin at the restaurant, I decided to take a bubble bath. The wine and bath must have been just what I needed because I was almost calm as I donned my denim mini skirt and the v-neck, light pink tee shirt that Kim had chosen for the occasion. I still couldn't believe that she had loaned
We walked hand in hand along the sandy shore. The nearly full moon glimmered on the water. It was unseasonably warm, so even the breeze off the water wasn't too chilly. I was pleasantly tipsy and happier than I ever remembered being in my entire life.I was in my own world with Devin and barely took notice of the couple walking towards us, until the man spoke. I would have recognized his voice immediately, even if he hadn't called me by the nickname he had used the entire time that we were married, despite the fact that I didn't care for it."Surprise." He drew the word out. "Working your magic on a new fellow, I see."Devin smiled and introduced himself, extending his arm to shake hands.I almost felt sorry for Tiffany when Richard introduced himself as my husband. "Ex-husband," she and I interjected simultaneously."Right, of course, we all knew that. What good fortune, to run into you on our little weekend getaway." I had to force myself to refrain from rolling my eyes at his broad
I blurted out, "Want to take this party inside?" I wondered where this newfound boldness was coming from."Oh, uh." He ran his fingers through his hair.He doesn't want me. He's just being nice. My inner voice panicked."I'm not exactly prepared." At my perplexed look, he elaborated. "I didn't think we'd be in this situation tonight, so I don't have any condoms.""Oh." Relief flooded over me. Since I hadn't had sex until I was married, I had never had to worry about condoms. In fact, I'd never seen one other than during the banana demonstration that every teen suffers through. "Okay, we don't have to." I paused before adding, "But I know I don't have any diseases because I got tested after I found out Richard had been with that whore we saw tonight." Whore?!? My mental critic screeched. How classy.He looked down at me and smiled. "I know I am disease-free because I always wear a condom, but I don't want to get you pregnant on our first official date.""Apparently, I can't get pregnan