She got the door unlocked and pulled him in so fast that he almost tripped. She led him to the small living room and pushed him down on the couch. She climbed on to his lap and began to kiss him. She sighed with pleasure as she felt his arms go around her. She kissed and nuzzled his face, loving the feel of his beard stubble against her face. She heard him moan as she licked his earlobe and she smiled against his neck. She nibbled and licked her way around as her hands slid up to unbutton his shirt.
She pulled it out of the waistband of his pants and felt the quick warmth of his skin as it rode up. His hands slipped up under her blouse and he stroked her back gently. Her tongue explored his mouth. She was driven by a hunger to taste all of him and feel everything he had to offer. He expertly slipped his hands under her bra strap and unfastened it. She leaned back and pulled off her blouse and her bra.
His arms went around her again and she relaxed into them. He leaned her back supporting her so he could lick her nipples. She moaned and clenched her thighs around his hips. The licks went from light flicks to a firm sucking. She arched her back in response. He sucked and nipped on her greedily and she moved up and across his lap so she could lie back on the couch, she pulled him on top of her and wrapped her arms around him. He kissed her so deeply she was incapable of thought. It was a nice feeling.
She just relaxed into the feelings as he laved and nibbled and licked all the way down her body. She focused just long enough to pull him to his feet and lead him down the hallway to the bedroom. She lay back on the bed and pulled him back on top of her. Somewhere along the way they both had stripped off the rest of their clothes. She stopped kissing him for a moment so that she could savor the feeling of his body against hers.
While she lay there breathing slowly in and out, Billy watched her, then rolled off of her. He lay beside her and stroked her from hip to shoulder. She shivered in delight as he used the tips of his fingers to explore her as he had before. Just when she thought he couldn’t stand it any longer, he danced his fingers across her hipbone and gently, very gently traced her lips with his fingertips.
She moaned, wanting to take his hand and press it against her, begging him to slide his fingers into her. He seemed to know what she was thinking and he kissed her gently before continuing the sweet torment. He was relentless as he played her body like a fine stringed instrument. By the time he was finished she was dripping wet and as taut as a wire with anticipation and lust. When he took a minute to rest, she flipped him over on his back. Straddling him around the hips she leaned over him and took a condom out of the top drawer of her nightstand.
“We have that in common”, he quipped.
He moaned as she moved back, slipped the condom over him and climbed right on top. He looked surprised at the speed with which she did this. He closed his eyes as she slid down the length of his shaft. She sat up straight and rode him steadily, enjoying the sound of his moans and the sound of their skin meeting.
Every single thing about this moment was perfect. Her breathing quickened and she began to speed up, rising and falling and grinding around. He gripped her hips as she began to buck and move as her orgasm built. She felt him deep inside her as she came. Tired, but not completely satisfied, she lay down on top of him. She kissed him lightly.
“No, you didn’t scare me off.”
He laughed, flipped her over on her back and tucked her legs neatly over his shoulders. He entered her slowly and firmly. She closed her eyes and just enjoyed the feel of his slow, steady rhythm.
Her voice sounded rough as she asked, “Harder, please?”
He didn’t answer, just complied. He increased his speed and pressure and she heard herself moan deeply and loudly. He sped up again and her legs slipped from his shoulders and wrapped around his waist. Locked together they moved against each other, their rhythms and need feeding off of each other.
Seconds after she climaxed he drove deeply into her and gave a deep groan. Sweaty and exhausted he rolled off of her and lay beside her. There was a slight shift on the bed and the perplexed face of a small cat appeared. The cat marched down the bed and gave Billy a sniff then a nuzzle.
“I didn’t know you had a cat.”
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”
“I plan to take the time to find out.”
Billy leaned over and kissed Cynthia deeply. She kissed him back and reached for him.
“Fun Cynthia fact, once is not enough. I hope today’s not your day to be a zombie.”
He laughed and fell back into her arms.
Love Online
by Pauline Orr
Charlotte Rowland stared at her computer screen, the pointer of her mouse hovering over the sign up button. She was still undecided about what to do. Part of her wanted to try it, hoping that this might be the right route for her at last, despairing at the disappointment that came before. Another part was aware of how desperate it could be considered. Only losers used internet dating right? Her friends had insisted she give the website a go though.
After the seventeenth bad date in a row she was beginning to consider trying anything. She’d gone the other routes already; meeting people in bars, having friends set her up on blind dates, personals in the newspapers, she’d even given speed dating a try. All of them though just seemed to bring out the freaks and oddballs.
Occasionally a relationship had formed but it had been slow building and pitted out within weeks. Sometimes it lasted a little longer but before any real commitment could be made between her and whoever she’d thought was right something went wrong and they exposed a fatal flaw that drove her away instantly.
Charlotte had tried the other routes and even looked into her own personality, wondering if it was something about her that seemed to attract losers. She’d been gratified when her female therapist had assured her that she was completely mentally healthy, well as mentally healthy as a woman could be when she faced near constant disappointment and rejection. So she had continued with the set up.
She’d watched friends that she’d brought along for support have luck, find someone and slowly build that relationship that she wanted for herself but all Charlotte seemed to get was the men no one else seemed to want. Some had just been too odd, others had been downright abusive, and their true colors thankfully showing before too much time in their relationship had passed.
Now though she was willing to try something else, to build up that relationship before meeting face to face. Charlotte looked at the page on her diary for the next two months and saw the weddings and engagement dinners all lined up with their neat little colors. She felt alone, longing for that someone to share her life with. What’s more her mother was now nagging her, asking constantly when she was finally going to bring a nice boy home to meet the family and marry.
The thought of having to endure yet another Christmas dinner under scrutiny of her parents as they tried to figure out what was wrong with her filled Charlotte with dread and hardened her resolve. With a deep breath Charlotte clicked the join up button and began to fill in her profile, excitement and anticipation building as she carefully filled in each section. She got more and more excited as the messages began to pour into her inbox once her profile went live and it was with a gleeful giggle that she opened the first one.
***
CHARLOTTE’S excitement lasted three months. It gradually wore away as the bad luck that plagued her in dating within the real world followed her onto the net. She had set up several promising dates, each one seeming to be perfect for her and every man selected especially for her through the website’s carefully programmed algorithms.