I thought I knew men.... I thought I understood how their minds worked...
I thought I knew what they liked and wanted in a woman ....
So… I dressed a certain way… I acted in a certain manner… I did certain things…..
and saw the way he looked at me sometimes…and took that look to be surprised pleasure…..
But I was wrong… don’t know men at all…
He had to go to Liverpool without me on Friday, and though it felt like I was there, with his family and friends constantly sending photos to my phone all day…he was disappointed I hadnt been able to get time off work to be with him…
so I planned a surprise for the start of our Bank Holiday weekend… and went over to the house.
I had baked a cheesecake…I arranged a meal… I set the table……and then…when he text to say he would be there in ten minutes....I lit candles all the way up his stairs… all along the landing and into the bedroom…
There I lit what seemed like thousands… and hoped he would hurry… before I burnt the house down…
And then....I waited…lying naked …soft, smooth all over, and lightly scented with Angel perfume…within bright scarlet satin sheets… that I put on the bed....and which to me ...seemed more sensual and erotic than… black ones…
I heard his key in the door…his soft laugh as he saw the candles....and his footsteps as he came up the stairs…
There he was....had only been gone a day… but it felt …… like an eternity… like the moon had fell down from the sky….
And as I smiled at him… and he smiled back…… that look passed his face…
He came and stroked my hair, my face, my skin, my breasts, and then asked…
“why do you do that”
“what” I was puzzled and laughed “don’t you like it?
“god yes.” He answered , and then said
“Do you know you are one of the most gorgeous women in the world”
“Well, I do now” I smiled
“You don’t believe me, but YOU are. You are hot, funny, kind, warm, caring, giving, sexy, horny, and an amazing person. Plus all my friends fancy the pants off you”
I laughed and then he said
“You write me such wonderful emails, and texts.... like no else can. I crave them, l long for them, No one can put words in that way or has written about me in that way ever before. You are special, different, very very unique, and you don’t have to do these things to keep my attention, because I'm not going anywhere, and I wont ever let you go”
“wont you” I asked
“GOD NO, why would I? Why would I want anyone else......when I have you”
I don’t get men…..at all.....but I think.... I get him...
I dont have to do anything to keep him... because he wants to be there....
Did he enjoy the cheesecake…..yes…..
did he enjoy the meal…..yes…
Most of all he enjoyed slipping between brilliant scarlet satin sheets, and as he slid down, his bare skin brushing against my own….. his limbs entwined with mine…
His hardness pushing inside me
He whispered…
“When I have you”…………
