Wednesday, I got home from work late, 6pm, which is unusual for me, but we had a silly meeting that I was required to attend. When I went into my bedroom, I saw an envelope on my bed. So I sat down and opened it.
Luke,
I know you have been wondering why I have been avoiding you since that night we spent together. To be honest, I am not even sure either. I felt so emotional after making love with you, and had no idea how to handle it. It was the best experience I have ever had. You were so tender and thoughtful, never once demanding anything of me. I felt like I was the only person alive to you and that. I just couldn’t face you after fleeing from your room, crying.
In my heart, you probably think I am some crazy broad, but really I am not. But I can’t blame you if you never want to talk with me again. If you can give me some time, I will try and find a place to live, but if not, I can always move back with my parents.
What I really should have done was lay in your arms that night, then make love to you in the morning. You were simply amazing and if I could ever do that again, I would in a heart beat.
I am really sorry for acting as I did and hope we can still be friends.
Maureen.
I just sat there and re-read that letter a few times. I thought, well at least she communicated something to me, and she didn’t entirely close the door to me. I tuck the letter into my nightstand drawer and went to the kitchen and ate. As I ate, I thought about how I should respond. Lord knows I did not want her to move out, that would be silly. Do we have to have sex again? No, but it sure would be nice. Later that evening I typed out my response to her;
Maureen,
I have no idea if what we did was right or not. At the time, it felt so right, and you were amazing as well. To me, you were the only person that existed in this world, and I had hoped you felt that way.
I was very confused when you bolted from the room and then not talk to me at all. So I am very glad you did write something to me. I am sorry that people before me, treated you as they did, but I am not like that, and I hope you can see that.
As for you moving out, I would never ask you to do that. I have no reason. If I make you feel uncomfortable, then that would be your reason and decision to leave, but I do not want you to leave. We can, if you desire this, keep things on a plutonic level, and never experience what we shared Saturday night.
Although, I would like to ask you out on a date. But, I will understand if you think that is not in your best interest to do. I really like you and would like to see you in that capacity, if you so desire.
Luke.
I did as she did, and placed the note in an envelope and laid it on her bed. I stayed up another hour then went to bed. The next day, I got home late again, but this time was because someone was retiring the next day from work, and there was a get together at a local sports bar for him. So I never got to see Mo that night. Nor was there another letter to me, which kind of saddened me.
I got home at normal time on Friday, and Mo wasn’t there. My thoughts went to maybe I shouldn’t have said that I liked her a lot and wanted to take her on a date. A man’s mind works strangely, when dealing with women. May be it was best, I just stick to occasional hook up’s and that’s it. Both of knowing it wasn’t going anywhere, except for a romp in the sack.
I went to bed around midnight and was just about asleep, when my bedroom door opened. Now this whole week, and I don’t have a good rational reason why, but I had been wearing boxers to bed, just in case Mo decided to come in again. This night was no different.
“Luke? Are you awake?” I smiled slightly, and answered, “Yeah. What can I do for you?” Mo walked into the room, and with the light from the family room, I could see she had on a long t-shirt, that went to about mid-thigh. It was thin material, but I couldn’t tell if she was naked or not.
She came to the bed, and sat down on it. “Can we talk some?” I nodded and said, “Of course we can. I have been hoping we could all week.”
“thank you for the letter you wrote. I was scared to open it, figuring you were going to say leave.” She then sighed and continued, “But was relieved when you said you did not want me too. I don’t want too either.”
“What we shared last week was the most amazing time I have ever experienced with a man. I have picked some real doozies over the years, but you gave me hope that there is someone out there that knows how to treat a woman, and not some toy.”
When she said that, I already was processing a No, coming from her about a date. But, as you know, I have a hard time reading the cryptic messages women can give.
Mo continued; “I acted like some dumb teenager and not a woman in her 30’s. I hope you can forgive me for that and that I am sorry for avoiding you this whole week.”
I shook my head and said, “Mo, you need no forgiveness from me. You did nothing wrong, except for not talking about it. I still hope you want to be friends and stay here.”
“yeah, about that. I do want to stay here, and I really like you, I mean a lot, and if that invitation to a date still stands, I’d love to go out with you.”
I smiled and reached over to the nightstand and turned on the small light, so we could actually see each other. She looked quite nice in that t-shirt, and I could see she was at least not wearing a bra, since her nipples were quite pronounced.
Mo then pulled down the covers and slid into bed with me. She noticed I was naked this time. “Hey, you’re not naked.” “Yeah, I felt I should be clothed with you living here and all, out of respect for you.”
“You don’t have to do that. This place is your house and you should do what makes you comfortable, and if sleeping nude is it, who am I to argue. Plus, I always sleep naked too.”
She slipped inside the sheet and then cuddled to me. “I just want to be held for a bit. I promise I won’t keep you up too long.” I laughed and said, “Who cares, we can talk all night if you want, we’re both off.”
“No. I need some sleep. Been a long week for me. I didn’t sleep well at all. In fact, I came down to your room a couple times this week. You were sleeping but I didn’t have the heart to wake you.”
“You could have awaken me. We could have talked this through a lot sooner and it beat writing it out.”
Her head was resting on my chest, and my arm held her close. I don’t think anyone has ever held her like this. She felt so good in my arms. I could get used to having her here besides me, but I don’t want to rush anything like that.
She then asked, “So when do you want to go out?” I stroked her arm and then replied, “I was hoping tomorrow evening. Dinner at Ruth Cris, that great steakhouse place.”
She looked up and smiled and said, “Ok, that sounds great, but we don’t have to go there. It’s pretty expensive.” “You asked, but you can’t say no now, plus, why shouldn’t we try something nice?”
“Ok. But you have to go to the front door and ring the bell and wait for me to answer, like a real date should.” I laughed and said, “Ok, I can live with that. And, I walk you to your door when the date is over. Maybe you will let me kiss you goodnight then” She giggled and said “Maybe. You just never know”
Mo then leaned up and kissed me on the lips and thanked me for being so understanding. Then got up and padded out of the room. I turned off my light and fell quickly asleep.
The next day flew by. I made reservations for 8:30, and left a note for Mo of that time. I also let her know that I would be picking her up at 7:45. Now she has been with me a couple of weeks, so she should know I am a very punctual guy.
At 7:45, I backed the car down the drive and got out, and went to the front door and rang the doorbell. A minute later she answered it. My thoughts were, “I’m wondering what the neighbors are thinking, seeing me do this” and laughed to myself.
When Mo answered, she was simply breath taking. She was wearing that sapphire blue mini dress, that hugged her so nicely, that she wore new year’s. Damn, my cock was twitching looking at her. I was wearing dark gray slacks and a light blue button down shirt, with black oxfords. She had on black pumps, that made her legs look so good.
“You look amazing Maureen, simply amazing.” “Thank you kind sir, and I must say, you look very handsome yourself” She then kissed me lightly on the lips, then tenderly bit my bottom lip. Damn, she is going to make me hard here, in no time.
We went to dinner and had a very enjoyable time. We really got to know one another. We both told about family life and friends we have and have had through the years. Jessie was her best friend, and she did admit, they were also lovers at times. She said she needed to be open about that, especially after what Linda did to me.
“I have no problem with that, really I don’t. If what we are starting is meant to be, then so be it. But, at least I know up front, unlike how it was with Linda.” “Hell, at one time, Linda wanted to try a 3some, with another guy. So we did. She liked it, but we only did that twice. I am very open and know how to share.”
“No way. You 2 did a 3some” Man, I would have never thought that of you 2. Although, I did get the feeling that Linda would have liked sharing me. It was just a vibe I got from her.” And she was right. Linda talked a few times about what it would be like to be with a woman and that she found Mo very attractive.
“Linda did say she always wanted to try it with a woman, and she would say stuff like this after you two shared an afternoon of sunning by the pool, so I guess I should thank you for turning her on because we usually had some wild sex those evenings.”
Mo smiled and said, “Your welcome. I am glad I made your evenings that much better for you 2. Not that they were all that dull anyways, judging by last week, and what Linda had told me how you were in bed.”
I laughed and said, “Damn, you girls seem to share everything don’t you?” Mo chuckled, “No, but the sex topic did come up quite a bit when we were together. And now that I know how you are, and had she asked, I would have joined you 2 in a heartbeat.”
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