And it happened. I throw myself on the bed. Adam squeezes my bum.
‘Aaah’ he whispers and stares at it for a while.
Then he quickly takes my silk panties off and begins to kiss me between legs.
‘Spread your legs’ I hear him say. I spread them wide open and lose myself in pleasure.
‘You’ve got a nice body’ I complement my new lover while touching his muscular legs.
‘I eat crisps’ he replies.
‘Don’t make me laugh - I can’t be aggressive’ I giggle and greedily kiss his neck.
I lay in Adam’s arms under a dim light. Silence. He gently caresses my back.
‘You’ve found an imperfection?’ I ask quietly.
‘No’ he whispers, now caressing my neck ‘it’s ALL perfect’ he adds with slightly trembling voice. I beam with pleasure and hold on to him tighter.
‘Why don’t we see each other more often?’ I drop surprising both of us.
‘What?’ he asks and lifts himself off the pillow. ‘I didn’t want a relationship. My career has finally picked up and I just didn’t want a responsibility. But then again, you are independent and have a busy job...’ I freeze. ‘And I DO want to keep seeing my secretary. I do...’ he adds enthusiastically and tries to hug me while I'm involuntary pulling away. Adam tries to hold me back.
‘Ah, it’s all ruined now...’ I hear him say from behind my shoulder.
‘What?’ he asks and lifts himself off the pillow. ‘I didn’t want a relationship. My career has finally picked up and I just didn’t want a responsibility. But then again, you are independent and have a busy job...’ I freeze. ‘And I DO want to keep seeing my secretary. I do...’ he adds enthusiastically and tries to hug me while I'm involuntary pulling away. Adam tries to hold me back.
‘Ah, it’s all ruined now...’ I hear him say from behind my shoulder.
I switch off the light.
We lay in silent darkness. Suddenly I hear Adam drawing a deep breath. He slowly turns me towards him, cuddles me, caresses my chin and then gently cups my face in his palms. I feel warmth of his body when he kisses me, for what seems like, a very long time.
A text comes the next day:
Adam: I forgot to say I met your Malaysian housemate on the kitchen stairs this morning. I think he thought I was a burglar.
A text comes the next day:
Adam: I forgot to say I met your Malaysian housemate on the kitchen stairs this morning. I think he thought I was a burglar.
