That memory of the first time we held hands is permanently etched within the depths of my soul. It's more than a moment by moment tingly, twitchy feeling, it's more like a continuous massive arousal combined with an overwhelming, rose water sweetness that erupts from the back of your tongue, eliciting a mouth watering sensation that stands the hair on the back of your neck, shivers its way down your spine and centers itself right where that longing for endless ecstacy resides.
Our fingers lock together with a sensuous pressure emanating from a simultaneous, spontaneous pulsating rhythm issuing from the palms of our hands outward. Within seconds we feel the heat building, the sweat rising, then as if on cue we both tug slightly, bringing our slow paced stride to a hault, turn into each other, a slight hesitation then a slow motion aching for those quivering lips in anticipation of being nibbled, suckled, turned inside out, parted, lavishly moistened, gently, tenderly, teasingly, pleasured with an almost audible moan vibrating through our tongues, increasing our body temperature to the danger zone...
She presses her pelvis into mine searching with her bikini thong triangle, probing from side to side. I take a bold guess and step slightly forward, she knows right where to end her probe. Her short flared skirt covers her moves as she places her mound of venus directly on the bulge she observed along my thigh.
"Why did we take so long for this to happen?" Dale's words are slow and precise, her eyes still closed, an exotic smile on her face radiating throughout her entire gorgeously invigorating body. She leans back, "Mind if I request another...this time let's make it a double."
My lips are already on the way, just a glance off to one side, our heads move in unison, then the other side, then oscillating, pendulum like to an ever so delicate but firm contact, savoring that luscious, melt in your mouth, swelling of the heart, masterpiece touch, tempting fate...how about a triple...
It seems like just yesterday...where's that time machine when you really need it...or is it yesteryear or possibly a millinium of life times ago and yet, we're here now and that's all that matters...is there any kind of machine, time or otherwise, that can sustain 'NOW' for an eternity???...
Two months ago...
So, I'm gazing through my senior high school year book...who's that...what's her name...all the copy cat hair do's...all the bad ass wanna' be's...oh wow!, there's Toni, the first girl I ever knew who could rightfully claim the title, "FOX." Why did I have to be so idealist back then. We wanted each other with a passion I never knew existed in the real world, but she knew, oh how she knew...
I could feel her legs, OH THEM LEGS, wrapping all the way around me...yes, they are that elegantly long. If only I would have known what tongues were originally created for...Lord have mercy, if she's there, and we lock into each other the way we used to in sixth grade, seventh grade, eight, ninth...I'm done for...she's done for...we won't even stay for dinner, much less dessert...speaking of dessert!!!!!...
I can hear her now, "We've got a lotta' catching up to do." Just let me know where this first drop of Ketchup should go...or do I have to ask...
I can feel her in my arms, I see her in my dreams..."Don't you dare take your time teasing me...inhale me...devour me...ravage the hell out of me...and the next twenty four hours we can take our time..."...That overbearing, sexy, mesmerizing magnetism in her eyes has been a constantly haunting reminder...go for it like there ain't no tomorrow, and Don't Look Back...
Two hours before the reunion...
I'm having a butterfly attack...and those shivers, what the hell...I don't get that out of control performing in front of a thousand people. Focus, think about the most desirable moment that tonight may promise...
Reflection:
"I lost a love, to last forever,
It was a love beyond compare,
I lost my way along life's highway,
How did I get here from there,
How'd I miss those signs of warning,
I took a turn that wasn't right,
How'd I end up on this detour,
Through a cold and lonely night..."
There's a Roy Rogers ballad that I love to sing, it simply purifies my heart...
That cold and lonely night has lasted way to long...O K, let's do it...
The valet removes the keyes from my hand and my eyes immediately begin the search. I hopefully want to spot her before she spots me...oh what the hell, relax, you're not kids anymore...wish I was...
They say, if you think hard enough, wish hard enough, crave hard enough, even cry hard enough for what you desire most, chances are you'll get it...
...no, it can't be, she hasn't changed a bit...come on legs, move forward...
Her sillhouette stands motionless at the edge of a shadow formed by the corner of the entrance hallway. Is she waiting for a companion?...Is she looking for a friend?...are her eyes staring at me, or the guy behind me, or...she takes a step forward, stops...I take two steps and hesitate...we slowly start toward each other. A deep seated emotion explodes out of nowhere, oh no, stop those tears...
We're standing in front of each other, wiping away years of miscommunication, years of not knowing each others fate...our eyes finally clear and focus, background voices call out our names, but nothing, no, nothing in the whole wide world is going to interfere with this moment.
"Rod..."
"Dale..."
"Does anyone still call you Hotrod..." Her smile and laughter break through barriers of pent up emotions built up over decades long past.
"Only once in a blue moon..." I try to fight back the urge. "Dale...please forgi..."
"No don't, Rod, I'm the one who didn't understand...life's to damn short, let's just enjoy what we have left..." Her strength of character is so amazing. All I can do is hug her. Our arms glide so invitingly into each other, we longingly hold on for dear life, she fits exactly like I remember. Her lips delicately kiss my neck, then under my chin. I kiss her cheek then reach behind her ear, it used to be her favorite spot...
"OHHHHhhhh, you remember...MMMMmmmmm...how you do remember..." She sighingly turns her head allowing me full access to that most delicate spot. My tongue fits right into that hollow spot just behind the lobe where the neck joins. Her body shimmies slightly and falls deeper into my arms and chest. We begin gently swaying back and forth, her hands reaching up and stroking my uppper arms and chest...
"You've stayed in shape, all these years."
"I do have to admit...I got out of control for a while, but I realized there's much more to enjoy in life, so why not do it in style."
Except for a few wrinkles that truly highlight her natural beauty, Dale is, without a shadow of a doubt, the quintessential heart throb of my life. She was there for me at a crucial phase of transition and tranformation. A move from Chicago to the San Fernando Valley separated me from my childhood sweatheart. My immature mind made itself a vow to be faithful to the end...the end of what?...The Twelfth of Never...
We fall into a mesmerizing stupor of feverous kisses...
When we finally realize that time stood still for us, the entrance room had been cleared and our class mates were standing in a buffet line ready to stuff their faces. Dale blantantly looked at me, I looked back, we both looked at the front door, smiled at each other and headed for the parking lot.
"I don't want to let you go for a second." Dale's voice sounded almost urgent. We couldn't stop kissing each other. Finally, the valet coughed an unnecessary cough, then cleared his throat. Dale merely lifts her keys in one hand as we continue to pleasure our mouths with an appetizer to die for. This time her tongue wastes no time in bending up along the inside of my upper gum line and circles from one side to the other, then she thrusts upward and back slowly working her way completely around again. It took two honks of the horn to bring us out of an unconscious trance state of succulent bliss. I tip the valet generously.
"I'm in no mood to drive." Dales eyes are glassy and so sexy, her mood is sultry and seductive. She holds onto my forearm and slides across the bench seat. Soft tuck 'n roll leather, two door '57 Chevy classic, wow, is this a dreamworld or what?
"I live in Santa Barbara but I'm staying at a resort north of Malibu, let's take the long way if you don't mind." Everyone has their favorite cruising adventures, Dale and I loved the back roads along the Santa Monica mountains down to the beach.
As I pull out from the driveway Dale holds on to my right arm. With both hands she starts massaging my arm down to the wrist and then weaves her fingers in and out of mine, slowly, tenderly. We turn onto a straight-a-way section and she brings my hand into her lap. She raises herself up on her knees, leans into me, we kiss passionately. My left eye keeps making sure the road is clear. She slides back down in slow motion using the length of my arm to share her wetness. As she reaches under her skirt to pull her thong free, I lick my wrist approvingly. She lifts my arm and slides into my right side with her back arched against the seat back. Pulling my arm over her head, into her lap then letting go, that's all the encouragement I need. Her hands reach up and lightly hold my upper forearm. My right hand feels the warmth of her left thigh as I lightly stroke the inside from her knee upward. The tips of my fingers glide along the line where her thigh meets the leather seat. I feel her body inhale. I stop a couple of inches from her golden triangle. She lowers her body as her hands tighten on my arm. She bends her right knee and slides her leg onto the seat opening her precious treasure to my craving touch. First the edge of my palm feels her swollen mound and as soon as it touches, Dale tightens her grip on my arm and lightly pulls, inviting me to go all the way. With the palm of my hand at the top of her mound, I lower my middle finger and stop just as it touches...OHHHhhh wow...just as it touches her swollen, extended inner lips. Her body flinches as she moans, "Huh, aahhHHhhmmm..."
Her hands tighten even more and she starts masterbating my arm and again I understand her intention. My middle finger disappears in the folds of her inner lips, her body lunges forward and back. I bring my ring finger into play right along side the middle, then curl both fingers passed the inner folds and deep into her pussy. Her moans become louder and her breathing pulsates in staggering jolts. She reaches down and covers my hand with both of hers. She's so wet and gushing out an enormous explosion of cum. I pull off the road behind some trees, douse the lights, spin her around and spread her legs to my sides, pull her entire pelvis up supported by my hands under her butt and I lean my mouth into her magnificent pool of wealth. She erupts with yet another burst of cum. This time I don't miss a drop. Her body is gyrating so sensuously and her continuous moans are music to my ears. I suck the thick juice from her inner lips and massage her outer lips simultaneously with my thumbs then I save the best for last. Her clit is jetting out almost begging, "What about me." I suck her clit in my mouth ever so slowly and Dale's body lifts off the seat as if she's doing sit ups. I bury my chin into the back portion of her pussy and suck the entire top of her vulva in my mouth, she grabbs my head and thrusts me in and out of her pussy effortlessly. I start moaning loudly into her pussy and the vibration sends her over the top again and again. Her left arm reaches for leverage on top of the seat, I hold her up by the hips and she commences to have the most exotic orgasmic climax I've ever witnessed. Her hands keep fumbling for whatever she can grab then she lets go and repeats her moves, all the while her moaning never ceases..."I...am...never...letting...you...go...Oh My God...where did you ever learn that trick...?"
"You don't wanna' know."
"Can I guess?"
"Sure, go for it."
"When you went on R and R overseas."
"No fair, who've you been talkin' to."
"The word gets around and..."
"And what?"
"Your turn to guess."
"Let's see, I haven't been around these parts for some time...you know someone who knows me?"
"I dated a Navy Seal who worked with you, even knew you here in the states, you remember Doc?"
I just pull Dale into my arms and hug her like I never, ever want to let her go...
The only time I look back is to honor those who've paid the ultimate supreme sacrifice...
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