It’s been a while
busy with life, business and love.
Pent up emotions just boiling worse
Having to quit beautiful melodies, “adjusted” from above.
I made mistakes in the past, some are not as grave. I believe I have been steadfast with my vision. I could not have seen her coming. Not from a mile away. Details changed a bit to obscure for anonymity.
We’ve been acquainted for a while. A friend of a friend and nothing more than that. I have to uphold my cadence since quite a few people look up to me for support. She’s cute more than beautiful. A little chubby at the right places with breasts that just erupt from her small frame. Her ass was good, not that great but would definitively make you look twice.
She’s attached by the way just like me. She’s my senior but you wouldn’t really notice. She has a “mataray” look that for some reason I always could break into a smile. I guess I’ve always held a special place in her heart. Just never realized how large that place is.
For privacy’s sake, lets call her Dae (greatness in Korean, not her real name of course).
I would normally go about my business, handling the projects by phone, roaming the metro for meetings. One time, I had a meeting that was canceled when I was just near the place. Dreading the traffic to travel back to Ortigas, I decided to hang out first in Greenbelt. Pretty bored with nothing to do since it was a workday, the thought of texting Dae propped up.
“Malapit lang sya dito alam ko eh, try lang…”
I went on to text:
“Hey Dae, you near greenbelt? I’m at Myron’s Place having a late lunch, baka you’d want to join me ^_^”
Moments later she replied, “Siga ba, be there in a few ” A few moments thereafter she was with me having steaks and laughs. What started as an innocent lunch moved into an intimate moment of sharing stories of work, life and heart. I never realized she was the type that was “deep”. I’ve always been a stupid hopeless romantic asshole. Apparently so was she, except for the asshole part
The whole time, I can’t help but admire how her hair flows. Her fragrance filled the atmosphere around me intoxicating me out of my concentration of listening to her opening out her heart to me. I kept it at that, yet all the while, I felt a fire burning in me I could not understand. I ended the lunch with a goodbye kiss on the cheek. There was a little awkward moment going back and forth deciding which side to go for. As the electricity of her skin touched mine, I closed my eyes and breathed deep to savor the moment.
At that we parted ways. I tried not to think about her. Seriously I did. I tried to focus on my work, family and life. But thoughts of her just kept creeping back. Just the next day, I got a text from her.
“Hey Raven, I had a wonderful time yesterday… what are your plans for tonight?” And with that my heart skipped a beat.
I freed up the rest of my evening. I wasn’t really thinking. Just moved everything out of the way. I just wanted to be with her. For some reason my mind and body needs to be somehow near her.
The evening was full of laughs, glittery eyed moments. Affectionate words flew about and sooner or later we were slowly caressing each other’s hand. At that moment, I got hold of myself and willed myself not to push further. I am reading her every move and so was she. We were running open books into oblivious emotional embrace. I tried to stop, but I can’t.
The candle light, the wine, or maybe just simply put the insane level of compatibility. Whatever it was, we were in each other’s arms before we even noticed. The mall was too crowded for us already, we decided to move to a more private location.
In the car, we kissed. Lightly at first. Yet every breath we took was heavier than the latter. I took a substantial amount of strength just to pry myself from her warmth. We drove off holding hands, fearful of what comes next.
Time passes and we are alone. Our heads racing of whether we should move forward or not. Our families and names at stake. We need to get out. We have gone too far. If it were just sex, its fine. I’ve done that quite a few times. This one was different. I needed to get out. I prayed to the Lord to get out.
I can’t.
As I kiss her hungrily, while caressing the lovely vines of her neck, her hand was in and about running her fingers through my hair. Her skin was fair, but you can feel a sheer of angel hair about. I glide my hand across her arms, making sure not to touch her but only feel the static of love generating through her skin.
She moans.
My lips were against her neck, nibbling her jawline inching away from her chin. My head was running a billion miles, yet my body’s will took over. I crept my hand below her waist and back. In one motion removed her shirt. I kissed her chest and the deep crevice the two mountains have created. It is mind-blowing, intoxicating and insane. Apparently it was a front-clasp. I used my left while I held her head for a kiss, clipped and pushed up, her breasts were free. I savored the rubbery feel of her perked nipples. Just using ever so lightly my teeth, sending tingling shock-waves of pleasure through her spine and down to her mound.
I can smell her wetness.
Sweet scent of early victory, I kissed and licked my way down to my prize. The years of experience diving, pays off. Soon enough I can feel her wailing about. I could not get enough tasting everything about her. I wasn’t just licking her, I was slurping every juice as if it was honey nectar straight from the forbidden flowers of Eden. She was pushing me away, but I kept at it. She came and came, like there was no tomorrow. Soon enough she was shuddering, the intense sensation was just too much. She gives out a low and long moan, while her legs buckling over my head as her hands try to push me away. She lost control of herself and could just shiver in delight. The fire that built up in her, erupted into a cataclysmic volley of love essence all over my face.
I couldn’t care less if I didn’t have my take that night. Her fulfillment alone was enough to sate me. I normally would have just gone at it. Eto na to, sayang diba!? But I was content. I was happy that she was happy. And with that I let her sleep beside me. I know though that for a while we would have to go back o reality. For that moment, she laid there with my arms around her arms reminiscing what years of emotions took place in just matter of moments.
We ended up being together, but that part was more torment. Not because we were bad together. Its just because we simply can’t be. Not in this lifetime at least. I’d care to share more stories, when I regain my composure. Hopefully its not too mushy or sad. Just wanted to share that’s all.
It was just a consensus that from the very start we had to end it. Now the path we took was an arduous, plethora of heated love making, poetic embraces and unnerving heartaches. I’ll try to share them some other time.
Eventually we got out of it though, or at least try our best to stay away. But whenever our paths cross, rest assured it just takes mere seconds. Before all the walls we have built around us crumble into lustful enigmatic oblivion.