The Unknown

I still can’t believe that I’m here, in this room… with this man I didn’t know two hours ago… I’m now totally upset and stressed. I’ve never done something so inconsiderate.

He’s smiling to me and looks peaceful. I wish I could appreciate the moment the way he does. I clearly understand why I’m so attracted. He looks confident, smart and his eyes are awesome. The typical guy who cans have every women. I’m not used to frequenting this kind of man but today, I felt lonely and he seemed to pay attention to me. I’ve been single since Brad left me and I’m exhausted to cry.

It’s certainly stupid but when I was in this bar, I had a good feeling with this gentle and sweet man.

He approaches me still smiling and put his hand on my shoulder. I react at this contact. A mix of surprise and excitation. So long time without feeling the contact of a man's hand.

- Perhaps should you remove this jacket, don't you think you'd feel more comfortable ?

I execute this request obediently. I don't know why but he impresses me a lot and I have a little warm. I leash my jacket on the dresser at the entrance of the room and I try to find a little countenance.

- Do you often take girls home ?

Of course, the less subtle question I could ask... But I'm sure it should destabilize him a little.

- Well to be honest I am quite successful with women. I like to share good times with them but I'm respectful and I would not let you imagine it's more than to enjoy.

- Ok... it's straight to the goal...

I strat to blush now and I feel quite stupid.

- Why don't you let it go and appreciate the present moment ? You look so stressed. Just relax and enjoy.

I whisper :

- I've never done something like that...

- Well I'm glad you came with me, I couldn't take my eyes of you during the whole night.

I'm definitely blushing now.

I can feel the caress on my left shoulder and his hand is going down to my hand. He takes it and drive me to the sofa where I sit down. I just can't resist... and I'm not sure I want it.

Now he's sitting down next to me I take my left hand gently. He's kissing it softly and I'm getting warmer and warmer.

I now can feel his strong hand on my right cheek sweetly and my face is searching his caress when he takes off his hand. I'm loving this physical contact and I'm waiting for the next step.

The right ramp of my top tank is sliding down and I don't care about it because I focus on the pleasure I feel while he's kissing my shoulder.

To be continued...

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