I used to wait for the 31st of the month with abated breath. But for the last few years things have been hectic and priorities start to change. But it all changed yesterday, where the flame is rekindled again. Saw her in the news and couldn’t wait to be with her again.
Had to be away from the office for the day and been thinking about it on the outward flight. Managed to sneak in a few minutes online and hope to meet after the return flight. Rushed to the specified rendezvous point and there she was…so delectable after all these years. Still hadn’t changed a bit. Could still remember the smooth silky complexion, the icy cold stare but the touch that could melt away your sorrows.
The choice of place was understandable, public so no scene could be created. Wanted to be alone but after all these years, things are bound not to be the same again. Been watching from the corner to see whether things are what they used to be before deciding to pick up the courage to meet. Hard to make of things in the midst of all the chaos, so the reunion was not as what I expected it to be. Finally, managed to convince that it would be better to continue in the confines of my humble abode, away from prying eyes.
Didn’t speak at all on the way back, as my heart starts to thump and my throat feels dry, anyway it was only a short drive home. Upon reaching home, the feelings that have been contained all these years was flooding out of me, my senses have been lost in my LUST. To touch, to taste, to savour the moment as if none in the world have ever experienced before. She’s wearing her work standard issue uniform and it wasn’t long before it was removed. There it were, succulent and creamy mounds. The touch to the lips brings my raging lust into overdrive. There’s definitely touching, licking, things that are blurry to me then. I’m lost in my own sensation until the reality hit me, OMG what have I done? What have you made me do? Only then that I saw my wife and my son staring at me. What have you turned me into? I don’t want to lose them to you and I also don’t want to lose you. I had to make a choice now but you are soooooo gooooodd and I could have you anywhere, not just to the confines of my bedroom.
I have to set things straight with my family. I confessed that I still loved them but my heart is divided now. I can’t seem to let you go but I have to. Sharing the man she loved must have been a heartbreaking moment for my wife. But she impose that sharing has to be done to maintain our matrimony vows. You came out behind me, sheepishly smiling at my wife and son. In your ravaged and almost spent state. My shame has been to the moon and back. The secret is out in the open and I have to live with it. It must have been hard for them, but they accepted the fact that I have to be share. With a heavy heart, I……….
shared with the family my tub of Baskin Robbins.
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