(I am now getting more submissions.  This one asked to remain anonymous.  The guys are writing!  Good on all of you! Keep the writings coming! )

Before I knew it, we had rushed completely past what our imaginations had held for each other.

The crimson blush, risen between her breasts, was an invitation; a calling, as telling, and revealing, as the low lights within my bedroom, now seemed to be offering.

Both of us, naked now, were exploring with our eyes, our hands, and, our fingers. Her moistened clit, and lips~~taking both, now: kissing her mouth, as my hand cupped her shaved pussy. I held her sex within the palm of my hand, before sliding lower, and inserting one, long finger.

She held my cock, stroking it; playing along the tip...her eyes shimmering; both pupils, dilated in the soft light.

Our merging, the first time, was memorable for this:

Taking our time. Drinking in each other. Making memories. The sheets, scented with our merged bodies. {Turning her over, onto her stomach and the cleave of her ass, lifted up, as I move above, and enter her; plunging in, to the hilt. A short, satisfied, moan, escapes her mouth, as my cock reaches up;...

...the surprise, of all this, filling her head; filling the very core of her, for this moment.}

"Ohh, yes...so good..yes."

I knew then:

this fucking, would be more than that. We were now, making love.

Morning light would fill this room, eventually. The smoke of the bar, would linger on our discarded clothes.

I never thought, saying, "Hello," would last a lifetime.

[I think of this night, often now, as she's lying in my arms; eyes closed, and breathing easy. I watch the light enter the room; and let my hand, slowly brush her hair.

Soon, her eyes will open. I let her sleep, speaking into our shared air, whispering,

"Hello."]

~~fini~~