The Room

Transcript

I'll fill the markers back up. I have a nice story for you. It's a goodie.

It's eye on. On the account of the moving traffic, you adjust your makeup at the first opportunity of a standstill. Something so erudite in your mind, bringing what could be immaterial.

The time is ripe for the anxiety. You've been fooled by excitement in the weeks leading up to this. You've been so cruelly made to put on a front this whole time.

Something so unusual. A million thoughts race through your mind. The reintroduction of butterflies, an empty pool of mental ecology giving in.

If I knew you'd be here, I'm assuming I wouldn't have fallen to that unless it was a surprise between the two of us. The mystery and the cold of the past two years has truly affected you. In my mind, it was that cold of years ago.

Longing for the grey of those days. Simpler times where joy was abundant. Finding my new.

Realising more over the past few months that now I cannot be denied. The only question for yourself should be do you really want it all to continue to be me? As the emotion would go up and upon a dim tree, candles in the path, a heavenly sense of ecstasy dawned upon your eyes.

You saw my worst and my happiest. You've fallen for me, but these have been the most life-changing for you. And tonight is the climax of that movie.

You take my hand and lead me up to the bedroom. In that room, every position seems as if it's magic. You'd be a hero to yourself as it finally dawns that this could be good for you.

I can see the sadness, even through thrilling in the moment. Even though thrilling in the moment, all the changing seas of emotion yesterday will collide tonight. Being gentle to me as you lay back, allowing me to do as I like please.

Adding your own touch that teases into a release from each bit of pain we've endured. As if morphine is working exactly with every graze of my hair. My tongue was ever blissful against your flower.

The sex progresses and I begin to do you doggy style. My taking the lead, you have no hesitation about revealing yourself in what no one but me has seen. We've both had nights in front of the screen and I just didn't care about their pleasure.

But it is so demanding of love for us. The rest of the evening, there's no tension for me. As the orgasm was entertaining yet sent us into a dream.

As if we are the only people in the world. Everything else must be like the cold. Even if we miss it, it takes it all the way.

The journey. Below the steps was the walkway, through the underpass. A colder day than usual.

Thunderstorms forecast with a tingle from the pit of my stomach. It had been five weeks before I'd last seen you. A long day at the office, a building out together by 1960s concrete.

Still, there's not much left like this now. Happier memories of years gone by. My feet aching already and not even out of town.

Long before, long before, and I'm down the sloped parade of shops. Feeling the sharp haze of the sun as it's begun to set. Turning left down another parade past endless charity and power shops.

Just before I began walking down the brick steps, I felt a jiggle in my pocket. My phone's had a message. I have been blasting my music through my headphones so everyone else, none the wiser.

It's you. Sending a little tease of what's in store at home. I look up quickly, not realising that I've now come to the old concrete area for the old market.

A concrete roof with the pillars just before where the market runs now. But not for long. My gut's sinking.

There's only a couple of steps to the side. The side with the open hall in the open. I cannot withhold myself from going and answering your message.

Hoping that one knows what we're up to. Walking through the underpass down into the little village where we've lived for the past few years. All in that time, I've come to feel all that time and everything at once all within me.

I managed to reply to you the only words I can master are that I'm on my way home. My excited self any hint of sexiness but you know me all along. It's only until the passion kicks in that I unleash.

You've always loved the hard time between my outward self and the intensities of the private. Before long, dinner is on the table and it's only just going warm to hot. After how many a frolic you felt all kinds of things this evening.

The butterflies as I kiss your lips a tingle of the pussy as I do your neck. Maybe if we weren't so quick I would get going with the world around us. This wouldn't be on point hot heavy sex.

You get more flawless and expect nothing less than doggy style. You weren't expecting me to work myself into eating your pussy first. You cling to the sheets as you can't contain the pleasure almost begging me to fuck you already.

I have no care for anything else as I get into this zone. This will be just like your wildest dream. My cock teasing you out to lips as when I finally insert you beautifully the bed carries us.

I come down and kiss the backs of your shoulder blades increasing your wetness and feeling sweet. Once more the plastic is perfect for you. Looking back at me it's calm.

We both have no shame being hot and sweaty. You start to feel a pain in your stomach as you begin to reach for a gun. Our light bones for both of us turn almost disrespectful in volume whilst slowly hit on the force.

You have no concern about whatever it will happen but it's too late now to say we can go to bed tonight and clean sheets. The sun begins to blend into the clouds. Over the horizon gold underline indescribable colour.

The walkway paved immaculately in these nothing but luxury dark drives down this road. I hurry back to the bar to allow that dusk to turn to chill and the stars to appear anxious, excited yet comfortable as a sex symbol myself in a room dark yet lit by abstract green with a hard display behind the counter. The barman pours me a drink and when I notice I feel I'm used to the details I'd remember by tomorrow.

You text me to let me know you're five minutes away. I recollect myself and make my way to your room. There were only two pleasantries much to my inner disagreement.

Every time I think of you the tension is undeniable so obvious and I just want to give in. I've rarely wanted something to be real this much. Ah Ah On some wide steps with a brown carpet loosely covered covering your steps my sleek dress and clothing together before my footsteps echo down the hall.

The sound of me putting the keys into the lock much elegant as had been by my demeanour this whole time. A few days ago we found our room and you and I on the same day I braved to ask if we could meet up. And like that I was genuinely excited when you agreed.

My doubt had come in whilst I tuned for myself about whether to ask or not. Standing on this balcony the temperature is perfect. A rare bit of reprieve from the almost hellish summer we had endured only a few months before.

The stars now as mystifying as they could ever be. A tingle forms in my lower spine as I hear a faint knock on the door. I don't know whether this will be my first setting in but all the little details are always muffled as I hyper focus on everything sober and put together.

The golden door handle feels chilly as I open it. My slight reflex forces me to just go back before me I can't stop feeling I've received a wave of shyness in my soul before I knew it. I don't think I should forget the hug the friendly hug and kiss on the cheek.

You brought a bottle of champagne unusually unusually not what I look forward to the most. I just want our flirty little conversations about sex over the past five years to become reality. I am truly grateful that you asked me how I've been I really hope that conversation takes an easy turn.

I tried so sadly to get closer without giving my heart away. That conversation is going well I'm so glad I haven't breached the subject of our cheeky chats on the phone when I'm very close to erupting sexual tension and you said cut the knife. So what's the occasion for bringing me here then? You ask without a return.

The suggestive manner makes my stomach sick and my person become love. I collect myself and guide you through a series of flirtations and then after all that your hands are grooming and guiding yourself on my thigh. The silk of the bottle on my dress is nude in turn.

I just want time to stop as I feel the beginning of your touching my upper thigh when I was kissing my neck my pussy is helpless and I feel weak. I feel like I'm in a movie. You pick me up while we kiss passionately and my honey wet neck is now disheveled and there is wetness.

I beg you to tear them off me as you pull them down the speed over my knees and pass my tortoise feet through. I can't even feel the cat within me to see where they've landed. You stamp me on the bed and I'm playing with myself just taking it every move.

I help you take it to yourself I'm buckling your belt. My throat sinks you're genuinely the biggest cock I've ever seen. The sight brings so much desire within me that I'm only focused on my orgasm.

There will be no challenges for that tonight. You turn me over to do doggy style biting on your cock for lube. My god it doesn't need it.

You begin powerfully thrusting and I can't help but moan. I've never had sex before.