Books and Coffee and Sunrises and You (Pt. II)

You have been on my mind a lot lately. More specifically, those couple of days we spent together has been on my mind; images, memories, coming back to the surface with the fight of someone looking for air.

After we met online and you told me of how unsatisfied you were with things at home, I grew more and more interested. How could a woman, so sweet, so REAL, so beautiful (and not to fail to mention sexy), go through each day unsatisfied and in need of attention. How could any man live in the same house as you walk past you and not steal a kiss? A squeeze? Or give that gorgeous ass a playful spank as you stand alone in the kitchen?

Turns out, hubby has come to terms with his lack of desire and understands that his wife is a goddess who many a man would kill to have as his own. Coming to grips with this, hubby has given you permission to go out and find someone who could give you that attention. That passion. That desire that you need and deserve. I just never expected to be the lucky son of a bitch you drew to. But, I’m happy I am and I’m happy you said yes to meet me for coffee that Fall morning in the mountains.

Sitting there, at the table for two, I waited for you. Eager to see this goddess of a woman emerge from between the two buildings downtown and bring her eyes to my own, I waited patiently.

Then, there you were. Your brunette hair pulled back in a loose bun. A long cardigan falling from your petite shoulders. The jeans you wore hugged your feminine body in every way they should. Your gorgeous ankles leading down to what I was sure to be the prettiest feet I’d ever see, if I ever got those clogged heels off of you, as much as I loved them.

You strutted towards me. Shy, but confident. I remained relaxed in my chair, leaning back against the black iron, as I smiled at you.

Our eyes locked. Our souls ignited.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kt3fxe/books_and_coffee_and_sunrises_and_you_pt_ii

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