Finally ...

I bumble and fumble on this newfound app, dont even know why I'm here. I guess boredom brought me, its been humdrum and the world has gotten worse... if you ever thought that was possible I guess. Swiping through the mess, the audactiy and down right broken I laugh because someone could be feeling the same the other way. You catch my eye, adventerous and handsome but what has boredom and ugly gotten me? Swipe right. A match; what a surprise that was so I say so with no context then move on to the swiping cyclone. I receive a message from you and the conversation hits it off which was perfect but my activity online becomes spotty and so does my desire to be on the app. But your persistance fuels your pursuit and we excange numbers to continue more regular conversation. Making plans to meet after your travels the days go by until the weekend comes to finally be, two opposites one a cowboy and the other a city girl who wore heels to get groceries. Dressed in something slinky I receive your text that youve arrived, with one last splash of perfume I grab my Chanel jacket to head out.

I'm nervous locking my door and it doenst help the light bulb is out to see the keyhole. Keeping my composure I walk away from finally getting my place secure and head toward the pickup truck thats 3x the height of my sedan. The driver door opens and you slide out the door and embrace me, hands around my small waist you let no time fly to tell me how beautiful I look. Lips to mine I cant resist, I love a man who knows what he wants and shows it but thats evident because youre here. Followed by a final hug and compliment to my scent you hold my hand leading to the passenger door to guide me inside; Such a gentlemen. Immediately I'm taken in, felt safe and free we head out to the restaurant. We arrive to and Italina spot and head inside hand in hand to be seated towards the back secluded by your request; Perfect. Over wine we chat and cant help stealing kisses between affirmations, getting to know each other and feeling deeper every second. Our dishes arrive and we indulge even though we were already mostly full over wine and each others mind, powering through then asking ofr to go boxes when we could fake it no more.

"This was passion, this was desire mixed with time.."

Leaving out the restaurant we head to a speakeasy lounge, underground and even more intensifying of the physical desire we develop each second. Taking place in a darkened corner on the red sheets as candles flicker we embrace immediately after siting down our drinks. Your hand caressing my breast with the other holding my neck as I lean back across your body embracing in kiss. This was passion, this was desire mixed with time. A fire quenched and wont be stopped by barriers, but only when they meet can they be extinquished. Time stopped when this happens and only starts when needing to come up for breath. Remembering where we are we stop and enjoy a couple round of libations, stealing kisses every now and then. In the third round I leave off to the rest room as you close out, I check myself and re apply my makeup to get rid of any shine. Washing my hands to dry I leave out and meet you back at the bar to head out to the car, I want you and I could feel the same heat radiating the same energy as we walk back to the truck. Kissing me you help me back in, I reach over to open the door for you from the inside and we head back to my place.

Pulling into a parking space you turn your vehicle off and start grabbing our leftovers and without an objection I grab my purse and keys to head toward the door. Unlocking it with you in tow we put the food in the fridge and head upstairs. I show you the bedroom you'd sleep in and guest bathroom with toiletries, gave the remote and head into my bedroom so I can shower for bedtime. Finishing my bedtime routine I put my nightgown on with splash of perfume, walking into the spare bedroom to do a final check and say goodnight youre laid there naked. I laugh because we made jokes about how warm I like my place over dinner and thought nothing of it when you asked to have the air turned on. I go the thermostat and flip it on, then bring a blanket back to the room. Extending my arm to sit it down you grab it and yank me on to the bed on my back and put my sweetness in your mouth before I could react. I moan and mentally say "finally," and as if in a choir backing up the lead, you follow suit with passionate moans as if its the first meal of the day. Your hands exploring up my stomach to my breast I grind in unison to help them up the trail and all I can think is well I'm glad I didnt swipe left .....