Chapter 15

I was sitting at the coffee shop mindlessly reading the same paragraph for the fifteenth time realizing that I was not able to concentrate. I felt a yearning deep in the pit of my stomach, I was craving something, but I could not put my finger on it. I had not seen Aaron for approximately two weeks, and I was starting to feel a craving for him, a lust that was unexplainable. I glanced out the window and saw a police car drive by.

I wanted to see him again, to feel him within me, to feel his touches. Summer was starting to come to an end, and fall was just around the corner. My birthday was coming soon at the end of the week. I was going to be 28, I was secretly hoping that Aaron would remember and stop by with something for me or visit for a while. I was not even sure if I would see him again, I suppose I could call down to the police station and find him, since I knew his first and last name. Nevertheless, I had not built up the courage to walk down that road. I was still very shy about pressing him to see me, a fear of rejection caused me to just continue traveling down the same path hoping and wishing I would see him soon. He seemed to pop up so to speak at the times when I needed him most. It would only be a matter of time before I saw him again.

She walked by me and ordered a coffee, she was beautiful, and I immediately felt a tingling throughout my body as I became damp, realizing this was the same woman from the bonfire that night a few weeks ago. I briefly thought about her in the shower and realized that once again I was distracted and not reading what I should be.

I looked back at my book and began the task at hand when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and it was the beautiful woman. Her long flowing dark brown hair tickled my cheek as she leaned in to kiss me lightly on the cheek. My body immediately responded, and I felt a warm wetness stirring between my thighs.
She whispered in my ear,

“You should come with me. I know what you are craving,” she winked at me as she closed my book and grabbed my hand.

I picked up my purse and my book and followed her out of the coffee shop.

Her green Acura was parked on the street, and she opened the door on the passenger side for me to get in. I got in and settled myself into the seat putting on the seatbelt. She got into the driver’s side and immediately started the car. She pulled away from the curb and nonchalantly held my hand as we drove.

“Where are we going?” I asked with curious interest.

She glanced at me and responded, “We are going to my house.”

She parked her car in front of a quaint little white house with a nicely landscaped yard. I grabbed my purse and book and opened the car door. I saw a police car out on the street slowly drive past. She quickly walked to my side of the car and grabbed my hand as I shut the door. She led me up the walkway to the front door and unlocked the door. She led me into a cute little foyer that was brightly lit, and I removed my shoes, setting down my purse and book on a small table.
She kissed me lightly on the lips and led me down the hall past the kitchen into a hallway.

We walked into her room and immediately my eyes took in the room, it was beautiful, satin sheets on the wrought iron scrolled bed. She smiled at me as she pulled me onto the bed. She kissed me softly brushing her lips across mine. We sat on the edge of the bed exploring one another’s mouths; her tongue gently parted my lips and slipped inside my mouth.

My panties were warm with moisture; my arousal was tingling in my groin as she continued to kiss me. Her tongue probed deeper within my mouth; her soft lips pressed against mine. I lightly touched her face as she was kissing me, I had never kissed a woman before, and this was thrilling. The excitement almost overwhelmed me; I kissed her deeper allowing my tongue to flitter across hers lightly. She ran her fingers over my abdomen and down to my sides, and then slowly lifted my shirt to expose my ample breasts, which were nestled in my bra. She ran her thumbs over the material covering my hardening nipples. She pinched them lightly between her fingertips, and I moaned as she kissed me harder now with more fury.

She pulled away and pulled my shirt over my head, flippantly tossing it onto the floor with a smile. She reached around and unhooked my bra, then slipped it off my shoulders while admiring my breasts. She bent her head and kissed the top of my round mounds, slowly making her way around my breast to my hardening raspberries. She took one aroused nub into her mouth: gently sucking. Tingling sensations built in my stomach, like tiny butterflies caressing me. I could feel my panties getting fully saturated by my own sweet juices. I ran my fingertips up and down her back and into her long tresses, wrapping my fingertips within her mane, gripping tighter she groaned. I ran my hands down her sides and gripped the bottom of her t-shirt pulling it up to expose her beautiful pink silky bra, my trembling fingertips ran over her smooth soft skin.

She gazed at me with a smoldering sultry look and kissed me delicately on my mouth, her soft lips felt like flower petals fluttering across my own. She pulled away leaving me with a new wanting, a new lust for her.

“Lie back on the bed and close your eyes,” she said in a sweet commanding voice.

I lay back on the velvety satin sheets and matching pillows, sinking into the bed as if it was wrapping me in a warm embrace, I closed my eyes and tried to breathe softly as my breath was quickening in anticipation of what was going to happen. She grasped both of my hands between hers and placed them lightly in her lap; she wound a piece of silky material around my hands and tied it tightly. I opened my eyes as she brought my arms up above my head and using another piece of fabric securely tied my hands to the wrought iron swirls of the headboard; she smiled at me with a mischievous grin.