The street lights were now in abundance, and the waving Oak trees far behind me. There was no one around except for the odd passing car and a hungry racoon searching for some grub in the cans by the side of the road.
“Shit.” I muttered the word because it dawned on me that in all the excitement I had forgotten to take out the garbage. I sighed at the thought. Still, I couldn’t worry about that now. Just five minutes away was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. My darling Gabby!!!!!!
The many pics and vids she had sent to me were absolutely amazing.
Gabby had such silky black hair, which looked amazing no matter what color she dyed it. And she had this intricate way of weaving it into seductive braids, showcasing sweetly sculpted cheeks and breathtaking thick shiny lips. But it was her eyes that I found most alluring, so sensually dovish and hypnotic. She also had such fabulous lashes and could paint a heavenly picture with sexy mascara that made my heart leap with each glance.
She had also sent me some bikini shots, and I salivated as the images toyed with my vulnerable mind. A slender sexy neck…and smooth gorgeous shoulders…large firm breasts with giant nipples that pushed hard against the thin stretchy top…a tiny waist, flowing into wide succulent hips and deliciously large, well rounded bum cheeks that would make any male tongue dangle on the ground…and her legs, so long and silky smooth…with five inch heels to make me pant like the mangy dog I was.
I crossed the street and there it was, a mere two blocks away, the flashing neon sign, heralding the fact that an all night diner was ready and waiting to feed any late night fun seekers.
I kept my head down and my legs moving faster, fueled by the off chance that someone who knew me might be driving by and spot me. But there were no cars and no other people out for a walk.
I turned onto the pathway that led to the diner and stopped at the large glass double doors. I suddenly began to have real second thoughts. Getting closer to Gabby when my heart was already so much in love with her could one day badly break both our hearts. And cheating on Debbie could ruin her life as well.
I sighed at the unexpected bout of repentance, suddenly wishing I had not left my house in the first place. A wave of searing panic suddenly swept over me. Just what the fuck was I doing?
I resisted reaching for the handle of the large glass door, and instead suddenly chickened out, turning around and moving swiftly down the pathway leading back to the street.
I was suddenly determined to get the fuck home without making things any worse than they were.
I turned left off the pathway, stepping back onto the street, but it was too late.
Gabby was standing there, smiling excitedly, her stunningly beautiful face shimmering under the sexy moonlight. My knees started to buckle, and my breath became labored. She was even more gorgeous in person than in her stunning pics.
I began to shake with worry. And I knew right there and then that I was in over my head. She had so fully expressed a desire to have an affair with me and even get pregnant repeatedly for me. My mind and heart and entire body was now raging with desire and lust.
Months worth of cunning emails, and daily hangout chats had stolen our hearts and left us hopelessly and helplessly in love. What it all meant was that the game I had been playing was not a game anymore. Our love was so very, very real.
Real people were going to get hurt unless I could end it quickly but it was far too late for that now. My mind was totally consumed with a desire to breed her.
“Johnathon, is that you?”
Her voice was velvety and rich, making the hair on my neck stand in awe.
I had to think fast if I were going to somehow end it before it began. I wondered if I might find the strength to tell her we should forget about making love and just be friends.
I smiled nervously and nodded up and down at the sound of her voice. She had the face and body of an angel, and I was so flabbergasted at her sexy shiny lips that the words I needed to say about just being friends stayed locked away in my trembling mouth.
She was suddenly on the offensive, reaching up with her glorious red painted mouth to claim her first kiss.
She arched up slightly on tippy toes so she could reach me flush on my mouth.
Our lips met, feeling like wedges of celestial honey, setting me on fire, and making us both quiver with a burst of shocking pleasure.
“Mmmm, you are a good kisser,” she said, almost in a moan.
“My first time kissing a Goddess’s lips,” I said, my face turning red.
“And what did my lips taste like?” she asked playfully.
“They tasted sweeter than freshly picked strawberries smothered in fine Belgium chocolate.”
“You’re silly,” she said, adding some giggles.
“Let me get you something to eat in the diner,” I said softly, our glaring eyes locked together with hope and longing.
“Naww, I’d rather we just stayed outside and walked a while. My hotel is not far, the moon is out, the stars are sparkling, and we can snuggle and steal kisses to stay warm.”
My heart started pounding in my chest. I could tell she was almost as smitten with me, as I was with her.
She playfully grabbed my arm and snuggled close, driving me wild as her right bullet tipped breast pressed hard against my thin jacket.
I began to shake with excitement and fear. She was too good to be true, and I could feel my heart start to pound furiously. After so long apart, it seemed as if we were really going gaga over each other.
“You’re trembling,” she whispered, her darling eyes suddenly serious and filled with bliss.
“I’m a little cold is all.”
“Naww, you’re not that cold. I really excite you, don’t I?”
“I think we excite each other,” I said.
“Good answer,” she whispered, suddenly stepping in front of me as she planted yet another kiss on my already bliss filled lips.
A wave of ecstasy swept over my body, and my hungry cock was suddenly hard and long.
She spotted it and giggled, saying “don’t grow a third leg on my account.”
“You’re the most beautiful and sexiest woman I have ever met or seen,” I managed honestly.
“You’ve told me that a hundred times before, but treat me right and you’ll find out just how sexy I can be,” she teased, making me sweat profusely.
She suddenly toyed with me, letting her free hand reach over while allowing its fingers to run up and down the bulge in my pants, setting me ablaze.
“You’re killing me,” I said, panting like some love sick puppy as my toes curled with glee. Her fingers were really skilful, and I suddenly thought about how wonderful it would be if she would wrap those same fingers around my iron hard cock and turn it into a raging volcano.
She quickened her pace, causing us to walk more briskly, still skilfully rubbing her fingers along the bulge in my jeans, all the while squeezing my arm with her free hand and snuggling closer. I took it as a sign she wanted to stop the teasing and start the lovemaking. And I guessed what she was thinking. There was so much pent up desire on both our parts that we were both ready to explode like a match set to dynamite.