Reverie

I want to spend the evening with you, but you’re not free that night ‘I have a commitment that I can’t break, sorry. But I could meet you for an early dinner.’ I say yes, of course, that would be lovely. We agree to meet at a restaurant. A little before dinner time, you message me: ‘sorry I couldn’t take the evening off, but do you want to stay with me tonight?’ My gut tightens for a moment, emotions churning, but I answer: ‘love to! I’ll bring my toothbrush’.

You glide into the restaurant. Always an entrance. The staff stop and smile. You join me at the table, a kiss on each cheek. You are dressed to kill, discretely, hair cascading in waves over loopy earrings. I notice you are wearing the gold Hamilton tank watch that you once admired on my wrist. Good! You’ll have a part of me with you. Your conversation flows, easily and widely as ever. I do my best to conceal the tension I feel - devote myself to enjoying the moment with you. My unease surrenders to your energy, your warmth, your wit.

The time comes for you to leave. You pass me a key and say ‘will you wait up for me?’ Another cheek kiss and you are gone into the night, leaving with me a memory of your subtle scent. I linger over an expresso; watch the movement in the room. I feel very alone.

It’s odd to be in your home without you. I make a cup of tea, then catch up on the news on my phone; check my social groups. I take a shower. Might as well climb into bed and relax. But my cock resembles a hardened steel bar. My thoughts will keep returning to you.

I see you sailing though a hotel lobby, finding the bar, pausing to look around, catching the eye of a client, smiling, moving closer, sitting, legs crossed just so, revealing thigh, leaning forward, engaging, flirting, laughing, charming, sipping , inquiring with your eyes, nodding, rising, moving, entering a lift, linking arms, touching bodies, unlocking, opening door, embracing, kissing, sighing, unzipping, peeling, inviting, leading, reclining, kissing, unbuttoning, exploring, discovering, stroking, leaning, probing, licking, sucking, kneeling, spreading, lowering, pressing, inserting, stretching, engulfing, rocking, grinning, grinding, gripping, gasping, straining, pulsing, thrusting, pumping, flowing, urging, exclaiming, shaking, melting, dismounting, thanking, resting, relaxing, joking, coaxing, repeating, rising, dressing, adjusting, waving, leaving.

I’ve drifted off and I awaken to the sound of a key in the door. ‘Are you awake?’ ‘Absolutely. How was your meeting?’ ‘It was fine’ you murmur cryptically, and you disappear into the bathroom. I hear water running. I get up, knock on the door. ‘Come in’, you say, ‘wash my back’. I do. I massage your shoulders and arms. Wrap you in a towel. Kiss you. Lead you to bed.

You climb under the covers. I climb in behind you, spooning. Your body relaxes; lays quite still. My cock is hard, tight between my stomach and your bottom. Your breathing is steady. You purr quietly, but are motionless.  I kiss your neck and begin to use my hand to bring myself off – release my tension. I come in waves, over your hip, my semen claiming you as mine. The liquid flows down across your belly. My caressing hand gently smooths the puddle into your skin and holds you close. Our breathing synchronizes. You fall asleep.

In the morning, you wake me and demand sex. Right now. We fuck. To exhaustion.