Long Way Home

Long Way Home

I could taste her release on my wife’s lips and my heart raced uncontrollably. She had told me to take the long way home and I knew something was up, but I would have never guessed it to be anything like this. I walked into the room with a full view of her friend, naked, and apparently waiting for me to join in on the fun. She stood and walked toward us, allowing my eyes to take in her beautiful body. The trance I was in only broke when I realized my wife was unzipping my pants.

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Always Wanton

Always Wanton

He whispered into my ear, instantly moistening me.  “You will say thank you after each time.  Do you understand?”  I bit my lip and remembered the yes sir part of this game before I responded.  I so loved the burn of his presence on my skin and how his touch made me moan.  Not just any man could pink my flesh and I enjoy it, but him, he could do it for hours and I was in heaven.  And to think, I used to be innocent until we came together, wiling to play such deliciously naughty games together.

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Patiently (Intro)

Tabitha waited patiently with her knees pressed against the cold tile.  She had only been there for maybe ten minutes or less but she could feel that annoying soreness that creeps into your legs like if you were at a catholic church on Sunday.  The it really doesn’t hurt but yet it weighs on your mind pain that you get when the priest rambles on and on about the same thing you heard a thousand times before. The one where your mind begins to wander and you begin to do silly things like count the tiles on the ceiling moments. 

This what Tabitha was experiencing now.  Well almost like church, because as she knelt by her front door in just a purple nightgown and nothing else waiting for him, she knew she knew would never find herself in church that way, with what was about to happen.  Or would she?  Her mind began to wander yet again filled with devious thoughts about church and not so heavenly things.  She smiled to herself a bit distracted but everything became clear when she heard a familiar car honk out front.  In an instant, she moistened a bit knowing he was here.  She knew that sound and when he pulled up to her house all too well from the many times he arrived with flowers for her.  But today was different.  Today she was his kitten and she had one purpose.

Tabitha (How?)

Tabitha How?

A few hours later I lay in my bed watching her putting her clothes back on. I was lost in her curves. Then suddenly a thought creeped back into my head. How the hell had she got inside my apartment? I stared at her wondering to myself. I must have an inquisitive look on my face because as she slipped into her bra she looked back at me and smiled. For good measure, almost as if she knew the question that had crossed my mind when I first saw her on my bed earlier, she told me as she was leaving, walking down the hall. “The front desk guy is new I guess, because he thought I was your soon to be official ex-wife. He willingly gave me a copy of the key I was supposedly entitled to. I mean she is still on the lease and all that. It’s amazing what guys will do for a girl who smiles at them and pretends to care. I hope you don’t change your locks because now that I have a key the fun has just begun.” When I heard the front door close a huge breath escaped me. It was as if I had been holding it in the entire time she was there. Once again, I was so fucking hard and slightly confused. This woman who had come into my life like a banshee riding a tornado was definitely making things interesting.

RL
11 October 2017

Tabitha

Tabitha

The trip up the stairs was miserable.  It had been a long day and all I could think about was how comfortable my bed would be.  As luck would have it, after an extra few hours more than expected at work, unpaid I might add, I came to find the elevator in my apartment building was out.  It really made me wonder why I had chosen to live on the 5^th floor.  I was by no means an out of shape individual.  I woke up every other morning around 6 a.m. and I ran at least 3 to 5 miles. But the stairs today were kicking my ass.  I was exhausted. 

Granted it was my own fault because I had stayed up last night, on the phone, till well past my bed time.  I could not help it though.  The voice on the other end of the line was addicting.  Her laughter was like a drug I could not get enough of.  We were literarily a bad version of some 1980’s John Hughes movie where she was twirling the phone chord in her fingers kicking her feet off the bed and I was tossing a ball against the ceiling trying to be a bit more macho than I was.  The thought of this made me laugh as I climbed the stairs slowly.

When I was on level three my phone chimed and I wanted any excuse to stop the slow drained trudge up the stairs.  I was almost there and to be honest I was being a bit of baby but hey no one was around to see it and I really didn’t care.  If you could have seen me, you would have thought I was like one of those 4 or 5 years olds who didn’t want to go to school.  I wasn’t throwing a fit but I was sure as heck taking forever to make it to the bus stop.  So I stopped and fished my phone out of my pocket. Instantly I smiled.  It was my syrup tongued fantasy from last night.  We had been taunting each other mercilessly now for weeks. 

Eisenhower

Eisenhower

The dust trailed behind us in the fading sun.  Between the sound of her soft laughter and the autumn birds I could not think of any other place I’d rather be.  It felt like we had been here before, two old friends or lovers, easily allowing our inner truths to spill from our mouths.  It was comfortable and that could be good, unnerving, or maybe even both. I found myself staring at her a little too intently as I swallowed each word that passed her lips. The way her burgundy brown hair danced when the occasional breeze caught it was entrancing.  Why had she so easily made me a puppy dog I thought to myself as I trailed behind her. 

I was no fool.  I had been here before and I knew it meant nothing at least not at this point of our hello.  And still, I did not mind being lost in the moment.  The crunch of gravel underfoot seemed a bit louder which indicated a more challenging part of the trail.  We rounded a bend and there before us was a steep climb.  Now I had an excuse for my heart racing a bit more than normal. 

She began the climb and paused a moment to look back at me.  Maybe it was to catch me staring at her or maybe it was just to see that I was still in tow.  It really didn’t matter, because I was afforded a wonderful view of her backlit between the green and orange foliage, staring down at me with a perfect white smile.  I guess I had never truly seen her this beautiful before. I mean I knew she could make a heart skip but here, in this very moment she was a Hollywood fairy tale come to life and we had just merely begun our hike.  The one thing I was certain of was I already wanted to see her again.

RL

11 September 2019