Jul 29, 2008
She woke him up with soft kisses on his warm skin. He shrugged it off and turned onto his left side, unaware of what she was asking for. Her kisses got more intense as they moved down to his stomach and back up to his ear. Slowly, he turned back over to face her. Climbing on top of him she continued to kiss him. Tim put his hands around her waist and closed his eyes to thrive on her attention. Sharon pulled off his boxers and suddenly he seemed to see the urgency in what was occurring. Then, she sat up, legs spread wide over him and unhooked her bra. Tim stared as if he didn't know what was happening. Furiously, she kissed him, his neck, his nipples, his stomach, his penis. She knew what she wanted out of that night, and he knew that. She stood up to get to the wooden box up on the shelf to retrieve a condom; without a word she took off her underwear. All she could see were how his eyes looked at her. He told her constantly how beautiful she was, but never had she seen it spoken so loudly in his gaze. The condom was put on and the KY was next. She climbed on top once again, only this time she allowed him inside of her. Both had let out a small moan; it felt so fresh. Tim held her by her hips as he guided her up and down; in and out. Their breath was short, and heavy, and they couldn't leave their hands off one another. Sharon sat up more while starting to go faster; she just loved how Tim looked when he arched his back. Soon enough Tim finished, and Sharon seeming to ignore it, kissed his neck, his nipples and his ears. Still inside, he held her tight. Suddenly he looked at the clock dreading to see he needed to go home, and got up to clean himself up. She curled herself into a ball wondering how she could make him stay. Tim came back in to say goodbye and saw her sad eyes.
"Don't make me be the bad guy. You know I have to leave, if I don't I wont be allowed back," he pleaded,practically begging for forgiveness.
"Just stay with me a little bit longer?" and with that he gave in.
He gave in long enough to thank her for the night like she did him some favor. He gave in long enough to say enough of the wrong things to make her feel like the sex was just that: sex. What Sharon wanted out of that night was to know that their sex was more then just sex, that their emotional connection was enough to make them want to give themselves to each other over and over again. Silly Tim, thinking all she wanted was sex. He left that night leaving me bare naked and alone.