honestly would more relationships last longer? Here I am, communicating more openly with someone I just met than I ever did with my husband of fifteen years. Holding in thoughts, doubts, and worries is like an infection that spreads and festers until it turns into a huge breakdown. When, if they had just opened up and talked things out candidly, the breakdown probably would’ve never happened.
“It doesn’t have to mean anything. We’re just two people with common interests, sharing a meal; nothing more, nothing less. What are you afraid of?”
Everything.
Nothing.
“I don’t know.” And that’s the truth.
“We don’t have to do dinner, Candace. I won’t be offended if you say no, although I will be disappointed.”
I shift in my chair, grateful this is a phone call so he can’t see my uneasiness.
“I just don’t want to complicate things since this is supposed to only be sex,” I sigh, feeling awkward.
“Let me tell you something about sex. Are you listening?”
“Uh huh,” I reply, prepared to hang on his every word.
“Good. Really hear me on this. Sex is more than the physical act itself. When we have dinner tomorrow night, I’ll be fucking your mind the entire time.”
Oh, god.
“Do you want me to tell you how? Maybe you’ll change your mind about dinner.”
I’m stunned into silence.
“Candace?”
“Um, yes?”
“Shall I continue?”
Please. Don’t stop. “Yes.”
“If you accept my invitation, and I believe you will, you’ll wear a nice, form fitting top and a skirt. Under that skirt you’ll go without panties, leaving your pussy completely bare for me.”
Heart pounding.
Pulse racing.
“When I first see you, I’ll connect with those emerald eyes of yours. I’ll admire how they have just the perfect hint of amber around the edges where it blends into the green perfectly. My cock will instantly get hard.” His voice deepens and my stomach flip-flops.
“Then I’ll appreciate how your perfect breasts fill out your top, how your beautiful hips curve, meeting the tops of your incredible legs, and I’ll need to steady my breathing. All along I’ll know your bare, exposed pussy is just beneath the thin fabric of your skirt. My cock will throb with need to be inside you. But alas, I’m a patient man, so I’ll greet you with a soft kiss on your cheek and that’s when I’ll whisper in your ear, telling you how damn gorgeous and sexy you are.” He pauses and I’m practically panting. “You still with me?”
“I am,” I whisper.
“Next, I’ll escort you into the restaurant where I’ll pull your chair out for you. I’ll have to inconspicuously adjust myself to sit, because my dick won’t be easy to control around you. I’ll order a whiskey on the rocks and a glass of red wine for you. We’ll talk. During our conversation you’ll be thinking about how good I’ll fuck you after dinner. I’ll be thinking about how badly I can’t wait to taste you. I’ll ask you if you’re wet; you will be. I might even tell you how I plan to fuck you. You’ll enjoy every word. We’ll eat. The food will be amazing because I’ll take you to the best place in the city.”
My breathing is no longer under my control. I’m completely turned on and I’m pretty certain my panties are wet.
“I’ll pay the bill. We’ll take a cab to the hotel where I’ll fuck your body, just like I’ve fucked your mind all night.”
Dinner has never sounded so good in my whole life. Suddenly, I’m starving.
“So please, tell me, exactly, how dinner might complicate our sexual arrangement?”
I don’t even hesitate. Fuck it.
“What time should I be there and where?”
“JANETTE, I SWEAR TO GOD, I’ve never been so turned on by a phone conversation in my life. I can’t even explain it properly. It was…he’s…good grief, I don’t know. He just exudes sex.”
Janette pops another almond in her mouth. She’s perched on my kitchen counter, cross legged, listening
“It doesn’t have to mean anything. We’re just two people with common interests, sharing a meal; nothing more, nothing less. What are you afraid of?”
Everything.
Nothing.
“I don’t know.” And that’s the truth.
“We don’t have to do dinner, Candace. I won’t be offended if you say no, although I will be disappointed.”
I shift in my chair, grateful this is a phone call so he can’t see my uneasiness.
“I just don’t want to complicate things since this is supposed to only be sex,” I sigh, feeling awkward.
“Let me tell you something about sex. Are you listening?”
“Uh huh,” I reply, prepared to hang on his every word.
“Good. Really hear me on this. Sex is more than the physical act itself. When we have dinner tomorrow night, I’ll be fucking your mind the entire time.”
Oh, god.
“Do you want me to tell you how? Maybe you’ll change your mind about dinner.”
I’m stunned into silence.
“Candace?”
“Um, yes?”
“Shall I continue?”
Please. Don’t stop. “Yes.”
“If you accept my invitation, and I believe you will, you’ll wear a nice, form fitting top and a skirt. Under that skirt you’ll go without panties, leaving your pussy completely bare for me.”
Heart pounding.
Pulse racing.
“When I first see you, I’ll connect with those emerald eyes of yours. I’ll admire how they have just the perfect hint of amber around the edges where it blends into the green perfectly. My cock will instantly get hard.” His voice deepens and my stomach flip-flops.
“Then I’ll appreciate how your perfect breasts fill out your top, how your beautiful hips curve, meeting the tops of your incredible legs, and I’ll need to steady my breathing. All along I’ll know your bare, exposed pussy is just beneath the thin fabric of your skirt. My cock will throb with need to be inside you. But alas, I’m a patient man, so I’ll greet you with a soft kiss on your cheek and that’s when I’ll whisper in your ear, telling you how damn gorgeous and sexy you are.” He pauses and I’m practically panting. “You still with me?”
“I am,” I whisper.
“Next, I’ll escort you into the restaurant where I’ll pull your chair out for you. I’ll have to inconspicuously adjust myself to sit, because my dick won’t be easy to control around you. I’ll order a whiskey on the rocks and a glass of red wine for you. We’ll talk. During our conversation you’ll be thinking about how good I’ll fuck you after dinner. I’ll be thinking about how badly I can’t wait to taste you. I’ll ask you if you’re wet; you will be. I might even tell you how I plan to fuck you. You’ll enjoy every word. We’ll eat. The food will be amazing because I’ll take you to the best place in the city.”
My breathing is no longer under my control. I’m completely turned on and I’m pretty certain my panties are wet.
“I’ll pay the bill. We’ll take a cab to the hotel where I’ll fuck your body, just like I’ve fucked your mind all night.”
Dinner has never sounded so good in my whole life. Suddenly, I’m starving.
“So please, tell me, exactly, how dinner might complicate our sexual arrangement?”
I don’t even hesitate. Fuck it.
“What time should I be there and where?”
“JANETTE, I SWEAR TO GOD, I’ve never been so turned on by a phone conversation in my life. I can’t even explain it properly. It was…he’s…good grief, I don’t know. He just exudes sex.”
Janette pops another almond in her mouth. She’s perched on my kitchen counter, cross legged, listening
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