“Well I guess you have to make your mind up for yourself then” Rueben quips. “If he has moved on, maybe you should.”
Joan glared at Rueben like a mother whose child just said a bad word. But what Rueben was saying was a truth she had been gradually coming to herself.
“I know I know – I guess I have known for a while – I just cannot bring myself to admit it” she concedes with a heavy yawn. “How can the one thing I have ever been this sure of be wrong” she said – a touch of sadness in her voice. “I love him Rueben – what am I supposed to do?” she pleaded with a tear in her eye. Joan was growing weary – it had been a long day – and it was making her very emotional.
“I can’t think about it anymore Ruby. I got to get some sleep” she pleaded. “Murray does not know I am here so I have to be back at John’s in the morning to make sure I don’t miss my ride so I have to be up early.”
Bidding Rueben goodnight and thanks for the use of the bed, she padded her way towards her ex-boyfriend’s vacant bedroom – that scent greeting her as she closes the door behind her. Joan placed her robe at the foot of the bed and slid into the king sized bed – taking some time to settle in and adjust things – this bed was not made for her.
The sheets were made of a luxurious material that she could not help notice was quite sensual. Robert always had a taste for finer things – he was a rebel that had come from a well-to-do family. He had turned his back on the blue-blood life – bought a motorcycle and proceeded to spend his existence going from one high to the next. Luckily he stayed away from the hard drugs – save for the occasional experimental dabbling.
The combination of his manly scent and the feeling of being actually back in HIS bed again made Joan take notice. She gently opened her legs – splaying her body across the bed she felt the cool and seductive feel of the bedding. Changing position, she curled up on her side and starts to drift off to sleep. Nearly asleep, she hears the front door unlock, open, then close. Rueben was still up watching TV and she could hear two people talking but she could not make out who the other person was – though she knew it was a male voice. Almost drifting off to sleep again, Joan is jolted awake as she hears Robert’s bedroom door open and the light switch flick on.
“Oh!” hearing a familiar voice. “Hello.”
Joan knew instantly that it was Robert’s voice she heard and she turned towards him – raising herself to a sitting position – shielding her eyes from the bright light.
“I am so sorry Robert – Rueben thought it would be ok if I slept here tonight. Did he not tell you I was here?” she asks.
Just then a voice could be heard a shout come from the living room “BY THE WAY JOAN IS HERE AND IS SLEEPING IN YOUR BED.”
Everyone had a chuckle as Robert sat at the edge of the bed. Joan explained to him the reason she was there and Robert told her why he was home. He and his fiancé had quite the fight and he stormed out of her apartment and came home.
The two talked for a short time when Joan excused herself to use the washroom. She splashed cool water on her face as she was becoming acutely aware that she was feeling somewhat attracted to Robert. But it was late – she was tired – probably he was tired too. She resigned herself to the idea that the couch was going to be her bed tonight and she would return to his bedroom and tell him so. The bedroom door was almost completely closed as she approached it – the lights inside had been dimmed. Easing the door open, she lightly gasps as she sees Robert lying in the bed – all his clothing in a pile beside it. Joan’s heart fluttered and her mouth went dry as she slowly entered the dimly lit room – her eyes transfixed on his. She wanted to tell him about her plan to sleep on the couch, but something inside her would not let her say the words.
Holding his lustful gaze, he pulled back the covers in invitation. “Room for two in here” he exclaimed.
She stood for a moment at the side of the bed – not sure what to do. But Robert was so warm and inviting a sight to her that she knew right there she was not sleeping on any couch tonight.
Knowing she was about to cross the threshold of no return, Joan slipped off her night shirt and panties. With the flower of her womanhood blooming into a warm invitation, her facial expressions and innocent nudism formed the base alloy of her alluring femininity. She made an attempt at covering herself as she felt out of place standing there nude in front of her ex-boyfriend like this – but the try was half-hearted. She knew it was futile to resist as his lustful stare now sending shivers through her – she could no longer ignore the obvious. They were going to make sweet passionate love in his bed on this night – she knew it and the prospect filled her with nervous anticipation.
A million thoughts and feelings raced through her as she slid between the sheets facing his manly body. He pulled the covers over her – wrapping his arms around her slightly trembling body. Joan could feel her breasts touching his hairy chest as he pulled her to him – his entire body wrapping her in a warm python-like envelope. With his arms and legs intertwined with hers, Joan now completely feels him – his body entire – touching her delicate skin.
Robert’s hands were warm and inviting as he traversed them over her body – one of them tracing a caress down her spine. As this one hand sweetly traversed over her lovely bottom, the other hand found the back of her head – he gently gripped a hank of her silky hair. Tipping her head back, Robert begins to lightly kiss her on the different parts of her face – making Joan’s insides flutter in excitement with each touch of his lips on her skin. Her hands began squeezing and kneading the muscles in his back and hairy chest as Robert kissed her fully and deeply – his whole body continuing to pull her in and hold her close.
On the verge of passing into oblivion, she senses a delicate tracing over her lips as his tongue begins to gently probe her mouth. She opened her mouth slightly – inviting his tongue to explore her as his lips planted firmly on hers. Joan could barely cope with the avalanche of sensations that now tore through her mind and body. It had been a long time since she had been kissed and held close to a man like this and she was almost in tears with every delicious effect it was having on her. His tongue delicately probed inside her mouth – exploring and discovering. Joan begins to shift her body around so she could better feel his fully erect manhood pressing against her- the warm mass throbbing powerfully against her smooth soft skin. Freeing a hand, she makes her way down his chest – drawing her nails lightly over his stomach on the descent. Her hand passes right past his throbbing member – coming to rest on his full masculine testis – the massive erection resting on her inner forearm. As he gave out a low moan at her touch, Joan took a moment to marvel at the sheer size of this pulsating mass – the shaft taking up her entire forearm – the head pressing against her bicep. She of course knew Robert was well endowed, but she had forgotten just how big he really was and she could hardly contain her excitement at the erotic thrill of having his magnificent monolith inside her once more.