Gently in his ear I confessed my need and desire for him, all of him. His lips on my neck, putting me in a place where never been. At the age of 27, I've never felt anything like this. The very few men I was with weren't men at all, compared. He takes off my shirt, started nibbling on my nipples, but hasn't fully unclothed me. The intensity is uncanny, I was ready to give all of me to him, my desire has grown to astronomical levels, and my juices are flowing freely like a stream during the fall months. Removing my bra with his teeth while his hands are finding other places to play. I couldn't control my breathing, I couldn't even control my body spasms at times. He glides is tongue down crease of my stomach and in between every muscle. Out of no where Eric jumped up saying how wrong and sorry he is for treating me like an object instead of a woman. Leaving me unfulfilled he walks out the door abruptly. Sitting on the floor half naked, my feelings were fully exposed, and highly confused. I gathered my feelings, washed up in Eric's private bathroom, and started back to my daily duties. After a few hours of me trying to figure out what happened, Eric comes back into the office dressed as he would on a normal work day, went into his office, and closed the door without saying a word. I wasn't sure if I should be mad at him for leaving with no real explanation or if I should be grateful that he doesn't see me like an object or an inmate. He calls me into his office, when I walked in desk was empty of everything work related but set up like a dinner table with an all white table cloth, candles, and food. He told me that I was worth more than sex for him, he wanted to treat me as he would have had he met me before my incident. My heart stopped and dropped to the pit of my stomach. We sat ate, laughed, and shared childhood stories as if we weren't in a prison. Nothing around us mattered, it was just us.
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