The Slow Dance

The sun was still shining and I was feeling really good. I knew I was looking sharp in my fancy new suit. I wanted to impress Jully. I left my place and got in my car, anxious to be on my way. I couldn’t wait to see her. It was all I could think about.

I still felt badly about Mandy, though. I hated hurting her and making her cry. I will never forget the pain I have caused her. I hope and pray that she will be all right and that in time she would see that our break-up was the best thing for her too.

Jully is waiting for me in the lobby and I saw the way she looked at me as I approached her. I could tell that she liked what she saw. And I was very impressed with how she looked. She had the most amazing body and that dress she was wearing rocked it. And the curly wig she was wearing looked great. She was easily the sexiest woman I’ve ever met. As I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, I inhaled her fragrance and resisted the temptation to hug her. That would have been my undoing. “You look amazing,” I told her.

“So do you,” she replied with a smile. We quickly walked out of the lobby and to my car. I held the door open for her and she looked at me before she got into the car. I closed the door and went round to my side. After I climbed in, I glanced at her. Our eyes met and held for several minutes before I dragged mine away to drive out of the compound. I tried not to take my eyes off the road to look at her legs but it was hard.

We talked about so many things on our way to the restaurant that the time seemed to fly and in no time, I was pulling into the parking lot of Ma Maison which turned out to be a nice, quiet place for dining. The food and service were amazing. We had a truly wonderful experience and I was thankful to my friend, Derek for recommending it.

After we left the restaurant, I took Jully back to my place. After removing my jacket, I poured two glasses of Citrus peach cooler for us and we relaxed in the living-room for a while, talking while music played in the background. “Let’s dance,” I said, holding out my hand. This was just my excuse to hold her in my arms. I had been longing to do that all evening.

She smiled and placing her hand in mine, she stood up. We moved to the center of the room before the music began. Our eyes met and held for several minutes before we started to dance to Al Jarreau’s One Way.

She felt so good in my arms. I had my left hand on the small of her back, holding her against me while I held her other hand. I rested my cheek on the top of her head and closed my eyes. The music, the way we moved–it was so sensuous. My heart was pounding against my ribs and I was rock hard.

When the song was over, I raised my head and gazed down at her. My eyes dropped to her lips which parted invitingly. I lowered my head, intending to kiss her but she pulled away and walked off. I watched her as she went over to where the fireplace was and when she turned and faced me, I joined her. I stood there looking down at her, aching to take her in my arms again. “Jully…” I whispered her name.

“We’re supposed to be just friends, remember?” she reminded me as she leaned against the wall with her arms folded, looking up at me. I could tell that she was as turned on as I was. We were both breathing heavily.

“I don’t want to be just friends anymore,” I informed her thickly. “I want to be your man.”

“You want to be my man?”

“Yes! More than anything else.”

“What about your girlfriend?”

“I broke up with her last week Friday.”

“You did?”

“Yes, I did and you know why.”

“So, now you’re free.”

“Yes, free to be with you.”

“All right.”

“All right, what?”

“All right, Aaron. I want you to be my man. I wanted it from the moment I first saw you but–” the rest of her words were smothered under the onslaught of my hungry mouth. Moaning, she put her arms around my neck as I grabbed her bum and held her snugly against me, so that she could feel my erection. We exchanged hungry, ferocious kisses as our desire for each other consumed us.

I came up for air to say, “Let’s go to my room.” I scooped her up and carried her down the hall, through the last door on the right. As soon as we got there, I put her down and stripped. She did the same. When we were naked, we came together like two magnets and began kissing each other wildly. I backed her over to the bed and then we were lying on it still kissing. Then, I broke off the kiss to kiss her on the side of her neck, her heaving bosom and she cried out when I took one of her nipples in my mouth. It felt like a pebble. Her hand grasped my head as I sucked it hard. I did the same with the other.

When I was done with her breasts, I pressed hot kisses down her stomach. She gasped when I pulled her legs apart and tasted her like she was the best ice-cream I have ever had. She moaned and writhed under me, driving me wild. I teased and tormented her until she convulsed against me.

Panting, I moved between her legs and gripping them tightly, I entered her, moaning when I felt myself inside her warmth. Closing my eyes, I began to move my hips. Finally, I was making love to Jully.