There she was. Standing in front of the bed, wearing that school girl uniform
that drives me completely crazy. Black shoes, white socks, a short mini checked
red and black skirt (a minute white thong under it), a sleeved up white transparent
shirt with a knot on her belly (no bra), her blonde hair, those beautiful eyes
and those lips that invite for sin.
She looked beautiful, and sexy; too beautiful and sexy for a 39 year old woman,
with the body of a 20 year old.“This is what you wanted me to do, right?” she
asked. I smiled and nodded. She approached me and held my hands as she stared
me in the eye. She approached even more and held me by the neck. Automatically
my hands went round her waist. We looked at each other. I could not read her
eyes, but I hoped that what I was reading was love and desire, not pity or the
pay for a favor. We kissed. We kissed softly, at first. We kept kissing, touching
our tongues inside of each other’s mouth. We kissed and I started squeezing her
body against mine. She started groaning and moaning. My hands went up her skirt,
touching her firm and soft thigs.
She turned around and had me embrace her by her waist. She put her hands on my
hips and started pushing towards her. I kissed her neck. I went up and down so
many times that I can not remember. I untied the knot of her shirt and my hands
went up and down her belly. That soft, firm and slim belly. She had me touch her
breasts. I squeezed them softly as moans came out of her throat. My other hand
went down her skirt again, to find that her sex was already wet. She turned back
again and kissed me so strongly that we almost fell to the bed.
She took two steps back and unbuttoned her skirt; it fell down all the way on her
legs. She took off her skirt too. I held her, looked her in the eye and said: “You
are my fantasy. You don’t feel for me what I feel for you. You will never love me
the way I do, because you see me as a friend.” I kissed her lips softly...with
a tear in my eye.
I opened my eyes, dried the tears from my eyes and tried to focus on the report
I was working on.