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God she looks so beautiful in the dim light…. her hair messy, her shirt slightly opened to reveal her beautiful, supple skin…. I can never get over the fact how smooth it is…It’s milky whiteness, pure and loving.

My fingers tremble by my sides as I close my eyes for a moment, inhaling her perfume. How it calmed my nerves, and made me feel with glee. I open my eyes once again to see Tina staring straight into mine. There was a hint of lust, but more of love in them.

“Make love to me.” I hear her say. Her voice so pure, so sweet. I shudder at my thoughts. I kneel before this woman, my woman…wanting her, needing her…. I would be lost with out her…
As the soft music plays in the background, my trembling hand caresses her face, her bright red cheek. I gradually let my hand wonder down her cheek, onto her strong, yet delicate neck. My thumb passes through the nook that I love so much. My heart beats faster as my hand slowly glides past her neck down to her left shoulder. Ahh her shoulders, they hold so much weight from the world and all its problems. Yet tonight I’m going to take that weight away.

As my hand glides to her shoulder I pick up, the thin piece of material between my thumb and first finger, slowly pulling it off her shoulder and resting it on her bent elbow. Her hands in her lap, her eyes watching my unsteady hand. I continued to do the same with the other shoulder. Starting from her warm cheek, down her neck and then to her strong shoulders. Leaving the piece of material once again on her bent elbow. I watch my actions this time, making them slow and deliberate.

I lean over and kiss her on the lips once. Our eyes close in unison. Feeling her soft lips on mine makes everything feel better…Nothing is going to stop me tonight…I love her too much, to let this go. We part once again to look at each other.
She looks down at the shirt that was once on her shoulders which is now on her elbows. She pulls her arms back behind her and lets it slide off her arms. A small groan passes through my throat and out into the world. I can’t keep my lust in for much longer. It’s tearing me up inside…Not being able to touch her for long periods of time.
Her left hand that was behind her on the floor, is now reaching for her bra strap. She unclasps it and sighs as she pulls her arms forward to let the black-silk bra slide onto the floor in front of me.
My eyes stare at the piece of clothing, my eyes become wide as I swiftly look up and stare at her *****. Two utterly perfect round mounds, sitting perky on her chest.
Surprisingly I didn’t have the urge to bite them, or even rub them hastily. I want tonight to be a soft and gentle experience. I dont care if I don’t *****, I just want to be with her, make love to her. Sensual love, warm love, sweet love.

She moves forward, stroking my arm once. Then her hand creeps down and pulls at my shirt. I love the way she begs. I take off my top, revealing the half warn bra, that was placed on my upper arms. Like Tina I let the bra slide off my arms and into her lap. She sits back in position she once was and takes the bra in her hands. Inspecting it contently. Feeling its texture. Then bringing it to her nose, she smells my sent…The perfume that I always wear. A “mmmm” passes into the night. I had to breathe deep, my heart still pounding in my chest. It’s always like this when I see Tina. Clothed or un-clothed.

She looks down at her belt buckle. Her hands sliding from her warm neck, down the front of her body, lightly caressing her *****, down her pure stomach, then were placed on the buckle. Pulling the buckle to the right and loosing the strap. Pulling the strap right out of its clasp. Pulling it out from the holders of her jeans. And placing it to the right side of her body. The belt looked so black amongst the new white rug.
Ahh this rug, I look at it lovingly. Our virgin rug. I plan to have many good times on this rug. Only with the one women that I love. I don’t care if gets stained by our lust and love. I will never remove it from its place, its home.
I look up at Tina once again, to see that she has moved position. Her legs now in front of her. She glimpses at me quick, before taking one of her new white socks off. Deliberately taking her time. Once the sock was removed, she massaged her foot. “Mmm” was the letter that came out of her mouth. My stomach doing flips, my hands shaking even more then before. I sat their awe struck, never knowing how ***** it is to watch Tina take off her sock…GOD! Again she toyed with her other sock. Pulling it down slightly, then pulling it back up. Me still in my knelling position, drooling at the site of exposed skin, I was almost to the point of insanity…My lust had gotten the better of me, yet I tried to control it. I had to close my eyes, if I didn’t, Tina would be under me, rubbing my ***** to hers. Even though we still had our pants on.
I could felt my nipples getting harder, my stomach even weaker then it was before. I was lost in my own world, when all of a sudden I felt another piece of anatomy sitting on my lap. I opened my eyes to see that it was Tina’s other foot, the sock still on. I look into her eyes, then down at her lips just in time to hear and see her say. “Take it off me Bette…” I sighed quietly. My hands firmly placed on the ground, I pushed the rest of my body behind my arms. On all fours, I lean down and with my teeth remove her sock, ever so gently. “Oh Bette.” the words were humming in my ears. I was almost out of breath. I had forgotten just for a moment how to breathe. Looking at her luscious body, toe to head. The sock still firmly placed in-between my teeth; she comes close and tugs on it, telling me to let go. Not only the sock, but every thing else in this reality. I let go of the sock and press forward to her lips. I needed to touch them, if I didn’t I think I would of died then and there. I touch them, applying my tongue into her mouth. God she tastes so sweet! I groan to her. Our own language, she understood what I meant. Still on all fours I slowly push her down onto our new rug. She lays before me topless, her jeans sitting low on her hips. I sit on her pelvis, letting my hands roam the map of my other life, my love. I play with her navel, as I am still exploring the insides of her mouth.
Ever so slowly my hands travel south, to find the button and zipper of Tina’s jeans.
As my lips and tongue do the magic up stairs, down stairs my fingers are undoing her jeans. Finishing my job of her jeans, my hands sloppily slide to each side, grasping her hips. Pulling at her jeans, I forget that I’m partially sitting on them. I lean forward applying more pressure to our kiss. Slowly pulling at her Levi’s, she pushes her ***** up, so I could easily pull them off. I have to stop our kiss, so that I could get the jeans off.

To my pleasurable find of Tina’s hot, wet source. No underwear? Of course not, it’s Friday night. She was expecting this to happen.
I got back to sitting on her hips, kissing her full red lips. Feeling her body heat up by the passion that she had for me…. yes me and only me. I cup her face in my hands. I can’t get enough of this woman. I thrust into her with my diesels. The lust once again getting the better of me.
There must be a God, I don’t think I could believe that she could come from evolution, apes…never. She’s an angel, sent from God to look after me, to fulfil all my hopes and dreams. I smile into our kiss thinking of her with a halo above her head, and her wearing a pure white dress flowing in all its glory.

I feel the sudden pull at my diesels, finding Tina’s hand trying to get inside, to feel me up. Suddenly as if someone had knocked on the door…We both stop and I pull away see her eye’s again, yet this time I could see something different there, a flicker of hope, of her dreams…I have seen a small portion of her future in her eyes. I can see that it will always involve me somewhere. “Make love to me Bette, Slowly, as if it was our first time.” My heart some how was beating faster yet again. Again she tugs at my jeans. I get up off of her. Still standing on our new rug, I look down at my hips, my hands placed firmly on each side. Then as if someone only turned on the stereo, I listen to the music. The beat, the rhythm. The sultry tones that could only be expressed by an excellent pianist. My foot starts to tap lightly on the rug, the rhythm surging through my body. My hips sway from side to side, as I tug on my jeans letting them stick to every part of me, before they fell to the ground. Standing there in front of my wife…. the women I have loved for nine years.

Man did she look beautiful…My Tina…Lying on our new white rug, accentuating her lips that much more…The redness they possessed. My heart sank to my stomach; I never wanted this night to end. I take a step towards her, stumbling a little, finding that the remote lay beneath my foot. I step back and pick it up and placing it once again on the coffee table. I never noticed that the song had changed. I was still in awe with my wife. How could I not be, she was beautiful, if not amazing, more amazing then a painting by Van Gogh or a Da vinci. I lay beside her. Stroking from the nook in her neck, down to her navel. Looking deeply in her eye’s, I feel it, I see it…The love, the journey that we have both taken to be together. Everything flashed in her eye’s from the day we met…the day we feel in love…. our ceremony…my betrail…finding our love again…. our love now. It was all there. Her eyes almost possessed the sight of a TV screen…As I looked deeper, I found everything out about her, her life before me, the love that she has for people, everything was there, I could always see the vulnerability in her eye’s but never this deep. A tear develops and slides down her still red cheek. My hand moves forward taking the tear. It was warm, as warm as Tina’s love for me. It had dribbled over three of my fingers as I brought it to my lips. Kissing its sweetness.
I look down at my lover…My life. I kiss her lips again, ever so sweetly. Her hand holds my face, as I cry into the kiss, my tears dribble onto my cheeks and then drop onto hers. Her fingers brush through my hair, calming my nerves… My heart. I take her other hand and entwine her fingers into mine. All I want is her.
“I just want to be a woman.” The sultry voice seeps out of the speakers and into the warm room. I straddle her hips and sit on top of her. Taking in her beauty as I do so. My hand still firmly entwined with hers, my lips on hers also. As another tear dribbles down my face a pained “aahh” passes my lips. I whisper, “I’m sorry” into our sweet kiss. The sudden feeling of pain and guilt has filled me and I dont deserve her love. Then the three words that made everything better in my world. ” I love you.”
My heart sinks even lower then my stomach. I kiss her more passionately. She grabs my other hand and guides it down between her thighs, pressing my finger into her life, into her being, her soul…I push them in further, as a rumbling groan comes from her red lips. I work them slowly, feeling every depth of her. I kiss her neck and proceed to her nipples. Nipping them lightly as she plays with my hair. “Oh baby…hard baby…make love to me harder.” My heart could now out run a V8 engine, it pumps the oxygen through my body, I need so desperately. I plough my fingers in faster, working a rhythm to the new beat that was being played through the speakers.
Another “Oh baby!” passes her lips, her hips moving in a steady rhythm. I love this. Watching her work for her pleasure, that only lasts a measly 30 seconds. She pushes my head down to her bundle of hair. Her ***** now in my mouth. Her hips bouncing all around the place. She now is trying to turn me around, positioning me on all fours. My hot wet core hovering over her hot lips. She pulls me down and licks the spot that I love the best. I still keep my rhythm with my fingers as well as my tongue.

She shudders…”OH BABY…I LOVE YOUmore than life itself!” Well I wasnt expecting that last bit. I knew I meant so much to her, yet never that much.
Her shuddering finally subsides. I pull my fingers out and lick them. She looks at me. Flustered…But it doesn’t stop there…oh no. She positions me so I am kneeling over her head. She takes me in her mouth as I groan a “OH god.” She holds my thighs, so I wouldn’t fall. Her tongue plunges deep. Her head bobbing up and down…I feel my ***** get close. Just a little longer with the movement she was doing…. oh my, I thought to myself. Her hands move up higher, playing with my bundle of hair.
Then it came…through all its fury…”Oh CHHRRISSSTTTIIIINNNNNAAA.” I couldn’t believe my ears! I had never shouted out Tina’s full name during our lovemaking before. After 30 or so seconds the ecstasy finally stopped. I fell onto the carpet…An enormous thud echoing through the house. My eye’s still open I see Tina lie on top of me shouting my name. Yet the shouting seemed so quiet in my ears.
“I…I’m…Okay” I whisper and take her into my arms. We stay there for hours…on our new rug…Thinking about the past and the future. I think about the body that is lying on top of me and sigh…Of satisfaction…Of love. I hear the sweet pitter-patter of the rain, on our roof. I hear how it has its own rhythm…Its own soul. I close my eyes and listen contently…As it whispers childish secrets into my ears. I whisper “I love you Tina.” still listening to the rain fall, I slowly fall into a deep sleep, seeing all the things that where present in Tina’s eyes…In her heart. Feeling the warmth of her body on top of me. The tickling of the white fur rug on my back and the pitter-patter of the water droplets that are whispering to me…Telling me nothing but the truth.