Tag: alone

Best friends through college and roommates for years after until you found the man of your dreams.   Within months she moved out knowing he was the one for you and you needed your privacy.  She was jealous of the time you spent with him but he was a good man.  She kept her wild single life flowing but it didn’t feel the same.  The clubs you both went to was your places.  So when your new man proposed to you over the holiday she was ecstatic for you but deep inside needed to find something new, someplace new.  

The new year came and fell with the snow and you rarely saw her visit.  You talked all the time but it was not the same.   You were planning weddings and moving in with him, focused on work and a new family.  She was hanging out with new friends from the club and took a new job that starting next month would require her to move out of state.  It left an empty feeling in both of you.

Your fiance had to travel for work this week and it was odd how cold his house was, well your house now.  You tried to keep busy but after two days of texting how being alone was driving you nuts she just giggled with you and said she would come spend the night….”nothing a bottle of wine and bad movies can’t fix”.  Soon after the doorbell.  You hopped up and swung the door open to a smile and a hug.  She went right into the kitchen and started pulling glasses out as you watched her.  Watching movies, draining the first bottle, and getting cozy under a blanket together on the couch felt like the old days.  She glanced over….”you complain about it being cold but you have a fireplace…?” You admitted you didn’t know how to use it cause it was gas.  Again laughter as she popped out from under the blanket and turned it on with a click of a button.  Roaring laughter between you both as she slipped back under the fleece with you. 

More wine, light conversation about her leaving, your wedding before you both confessed to how sad you were to be apart.  She was regretting moving and how much she loved you.  “I love you too” wrapped in another snuggled hug she held on to you for a bit longer than normal then you felt her kiss your neck lightly.  It sent shivers down your body.  You didn’t say anything as she seemed to lay against you and look back at the end of the movie.  All you could focus on was how her lips felt on your neck.  Your mind wandered, you never played like some of your friends did in school.  You were so close yet never had an intimate or drunken moment with each other.  You looked at the empty wine bottle.  She shifted and kissed your neck again.  

Your eyes closed.  The kiss was so soft, wet, your body tingled as you felt her hand move along your leg.  You held your breath as you felt her rub over your shorts and a gentle sucking against your shoulder.  This time you moaned a bit as your legs unfolded and welcomed her touch.  Was it the wine?  The fear of loss and distance?  Just the deep love you held for each other?  She move her hand into your shorts under your panties and massaged your wet aching core.  Your hands gripping on her as she kissed around your nape and finally to your mouth.  Swirling tongues and hands exploring each others bodies.  You unbuttoned her jeans and reached down in to find her soaked for you.  

Whimpered sighs and groans of pleasure as you undressed each other.  Mouths and hands warming every inch of each others skin.  The blanket spread out on the floor by the fire leaving just two girls pleasuring each other painted in reflected flickering of the fire.  She rolled you over and moved her mouth over your body in some sort of kissing massage.  As she squeezed and nibbled your butt she slipped a finger inside you again.  Her teeth and tongue against your lifting bottom.  She took you into orgasm again and again.  You pulled away only to lay her back and taste her skin from her firm puckered nipples to her wet silk.  She curled her legs around you as you showed her ecstasy.  You lost count on the number of orgasms you both shared until you found her curled up in your arms sleeping.  Maybe you were not the only one alone?  You lay there holding her, in love with her, knowing your man would be back at the end of the week and you would soon become his wife.  She was going to leave but she would always be yours.  You felt her kiss your neck again.  You lifted her chin and kissed her smile with yours.   

thevisualvamp:

Those dots – Play me a tango

We had been neighbors for years and when your husband ran off with a co-worker you were devastated.  Feeling unwanted and cold wasn’t enough, the other women of our court constantly looking down on you.  Being the single guy on the street I already felt a bit out of place.  I was either used as an excuse by the husbands to get a night out with Michael (honey he is all by himself, someone needs to get him out to meet someone) would be the conversation or it was the housewives who wanted to play around.  I avoided them like the plague but when their men went off to work they were looking for trouble.  

I saw you pull in with groceries as I was just getting ready to mow.  I turned it off and crossed the street to help you carry them in.  You were so quiet now but seemed to brighten up with my help.  You offered me some lemonade as I looked outside at my tangled yard, your eyes held waiting disappointment.  “Yea sure that would be great” So we sat and found a bit of laughter as the afternoon went by.  You asked if I minded a bit of bite with my lemonade and grabbed a bottle from the bar.  We relaxed into the later part of the day with a warm buzz as I looked around your place.  I made a comment about your record collection and you hopped up to put some on.  You reached up and unbuttoned your dress as you started the player.  

As you turned I could see the loneliness in your eyes……….so when you walked over to me I stood and took your hand.  My other moved to the small of your back and we danced.  I opened your lips gently with mine as you lay your hand on my chest.  Our slow dance heated as you tilted your head to guide my kiss.  We moved slow as my mouth explored your neckline down across your exposed chest.   The gasp you made as I suckled your tender nipple made me hard, helped by your fingers tracing over my denim.  You tugged and released what your body had been aching for as I removed your dress.  We fumbled down the hallway to your bedroom and for the first time in years the coldness disappeared from the sheets.  Wild passions bloomed as I took you like a man should.  Your body stretched, reaching, grasping, moaning….mine hard, warm, strong, and hungry for you.   Hours took us into the night as you lay filled and weeping against my chest.  I held you as you pleaded for me to stay.  I woke you the next morning with a loving kiss and squeeze while the new day sun called us.  A new beginning.