Dreamhost
| ????????????????????????????????Romance Fear Dreams????He turned his van right onto his street.He looked over the buildings as he slowly drove to the end of the culdesac and parked in front of the duplex that was at the very end."Good," he thought, "It?s about time they finally started getting some of the gang graffiti cleaned off the white siding on some of the buildings."It was called an apartment complex, but really it was a series of these culdesacs that had been built out in the middle of nowhere.Each culdesac had five duplex units; two on the left and two on the right, as well as one duplex at the very end.There were huge pine trees between each duplex which gave each apartment a sense of privacy.He stepped slowly down from the van, still sore from the day?s work.The sweat still clung to his face and made his t-shirt cling to his body.His blue jeans were covered with dirt and grass stains from the landscaping job he had finally finished.He hated having to work Saturdays.He reached back in and grabbed the twelve pack of Budweiser cans he had just bought at the store up the road.He walked the short distance from the van to his front door.????He put his key in and unlocked the dead-bolt lock.Opening the door inward he felt the warmth of the outside air flow by him into the much cooler apartment.It was still fairly light outside but he reached over and flipped the light switch on the wall, since his apartment was dark with the shades being closed in every window.He dropped his keys on the small table; turned and closed and locked the door.He walked over to the large wooden book shelf / entertainment center that was against the wall on the far side of the living room.He glanced at his CD collection as he turned on his stereo."Kid Rock," that would do the trick, he thought, as he slipped the CD in the player and turned the volume up.He normally listened to this before he would go to work, when he was bouncing at one of the local bars, just to put him in the proper frame of mind to babysit the adults.He didn?t have to work the bar this Saturday night, but he was in that kind of mood.????As the music started he walked toward the kitchen, tearing a cold can from the half case of Budweiser as he went.He opened the fridge and put the rest of the beer in.He looked at the near empty fridge as he opened the cold can of beer in his hand.He took one long swallow and finished most of the can.The fridge was empty as usual."No dinner tonight, " he thought, " but that?s OK, I will be drinking mine tonight."He closed the fridge; took one last swallow of the beer in his hand and then put the empty on the counter next to the kitchen sink.He walked to the bathroom; peeling off his sweat soaked t-shirt as he went; listening to Kid Rock, sing about kicking somebody?s ass.????He glanced at his reflection in the mirror."Another twenty pounds or so and he would be back down to his fighting weight," he thought.He knew he wouldn?t be working out with his weight set tonight."Too, damn sore," he thought, "maybe a movie or two and a liquid dinner?"He bent over, groaning as his already sore muscles stretched; he untied his work boots and took them off.He took off his socks and pants."Yes, just a typical boring bachelor Saturday night," he thought, as he stepped into the shower.He turned on the hot water as hot as it would go.He let the water do its limited magic on his sore muscles as he lathered with his Irish Spring soap.He washed his hair twice as he always did.When he was done he grabbed a large towel and dried off and then wrapped the towel around his waist; tucking the ends of the towel in to hold it in place.He walked to the fridge and grabbed another cold beer before going to the bookcase in the living room to see what movies he should choose for the night.He knew he was in no mood for funny.He reached for one of his favorite movies, "The Secret Window."That was the kind of mood he felt himself in this Saturday night."Yeah, I been there," he thought.He did not know how many times he had seen the movie.He tossed it and the DVD controller on the couch.He walked toward his bedroom at the back of the apartment.He put on a clean pair of jeans and a clean t-shirt.Walking back to put the movie in, he stopped at his computer."Might as well check my messages," he thought, sitting down at the computer and logging onto his account.????He smiled when he saw he had a message from her.He had been talking with her for a while now.They seemed meant for each other; at least that is what he thought.He wondered if she thought the same.Over the last few months they had become close, as close as any two people could get within the confines of cyberspace.There had been the usual cyber flirting and cyber kisses.They had also told each other of their pasts, loves found and loves lost.And they had told each other of what they wanted for the future, their dreams.Her message was the usual re-telling of her day?s events, but he could tell the tone was somewhat different than her normal upbeat style of writing.She didn?t seem depressed but almost melancholy; that is if one could express melancholy in an electronic message.She ended the message with the normal hugs and kisses, and how she "really" missed him.He noticed the "really" at the end, since that was definitely not like her.He quickly typed out a reply message.He told her of his great Saturday night plans of sitting alone at his apartment watching movies and drinking his dinner.He tried to make it sound lighthearted, but knew she would see through this and recognize his real mood.He ended his message as he normally did with his normal hugs and kisses.But then at the very end he added a line "I really miss you too.I wish we could ?really?be together."He hit the send button, wondering why he had even added that last line knowing full well she lived almost two hours away and their relationship was nothing more than Internet friends.????He got up from the computer and walked to the kitchen; opened the fridge and grabbed three cold beers.As he walked back to the living he flipped the light off, movies are best in the dark.He set the three beers on the coffee table that was in front of the couch.He grabbed the DVD off the couch; went to the TV and put the DVD in the player that sat on the shelf under the TV.He went back and plopped down on the couch.He grabbed a cold beer off the table and opened it; took a sip in what seemed to be one fluent well practiced motion.He picked up the controller and hit the play movie button.He was on his third beer when he sensed his anger.The main character of the movie was spending most of his days and nights trying to escape his memories and life laying on a couch in his cabin by the lake in the middle of nowhere.But the character was haunted by memories of catching his unfaithful wife in a motel with another man. It was during one of these flashback scenes in the movie he was watching, just when the main character throws open the door to the motel room and sees his wife in bed with another man, that he involuntarily squeezed the can of beer in his hand; crumpling the thin metal enough so the remaining beer started to squirt out a small tear in the metal skin of the can.He held the can up to his mouth to try to catch the beer that was dripping like so much blood.He heard a knock at his door.????He set the dead beer can on the table; grabbed the remote and hit pause.He got up and walked to the door.He looked through the peephole but could not see anything.It was completely dark out.He flipped on the outside light.She was standing there.He opened the door.It was his neighbor from the next duplex just down the street.She was young and good looking and she knew it.He was probably twice as old as she was.????"Hi," she said, tilting her head to the side and flipping her long straight brown hair to the side.She smiled."Hi, Deena, what can I do you out of?" he flirted, as he leaned up against the left side of the doorway.He felt the warmth of the night air."I was wondering if you were busy again ... if I could maybe come in and use your computer for a few minutes?"She smiled as she reached up with her hand and leaned on the doorway as he was.She made sure her fingers brushed his.She knew this would give him a much better view of her cleavage.She wanted him to see down the front of her loose fitting shirt.She never wore a bra when she came to visit him.????He glanced down at her.He knew, that she knew what effect she was having on him.He felt first tingling as he started to become hard with desire.He had resisted her before.He wasn?t to sure why?She had made it quite clear on many occasions of the possibilities available.He knew all he had to do was take a step back and this young sexy girl would gladly enter his apartment.He knew it would take little convincing, if any, to have her on her knees before him.He looked at her pretty face, her large round not-so-innocent brown eyes with a not so subtle twinkle in them.He looked at her full pouting lips.He thought of those lips working their magic on him.????"Uhhh ... look Deena, I?m a little busy right now.How stopping back another time?"The pout on her lips got bigger.She glanced down.Then bent forward to tie a shoe that he could clearly see was already tied.Her loose fitting shirt fell forward as she bent forward.He could clearly see her young round breasts as they hung forward as she pretended to tie her shoe.Her nipples were hard and pert.Before she got back up she smiled up at him, a slight giggle floating past those lips.As she stood she seemed to loose her balance and gently fell into his body.He caught her in his arms as she knew he would.His reaction was immediate.He knew she could feel his hardness against her.She leaned on him more.He could feel her soft breasts pushed against his chest.He steadied her, then gently pushed her back a step.He stepped back himself, holding the door in his right hand.????"Look, Deena, I promise we will get together one of these days ...I mean you can use the computer."????She let out a little laugh.She pouted those lips at him again.She must have know tonight was not going to be the night, because she turned and started back down the walk heading back toward her own apartment.She glanced back and gave a little wave with her left hand.????"I will not let you forget your promise," she laughed, as she walked away.She knew he was checking out every inch of her curves as she left.???? |
| She knew he was checking out every inch of her curves as she left.????He closed the door; shaking his head as he did."God, I?m stupid," he thought to himself, as he walked to the fridge for a few more beers.He felt his hardness subsiding and his desire being replaced with anger as he sat back down to finish his movie.He was just finishing his sixth beer when the movie ended.He loved the end of the movie.He got up and went to the bathroom."Got to make a little room for some more liquid dinner," he thought.As he washed his hands he though he heard a knock at the door.He stepped from the bathroom.There it was again."Damn, that girl is persistent," he thought as he went to the front door.????He opened the door.It was her.She was there right in front of him.His mind raced with a million questions.She was even more beautiful then the pictures she had posted online and the private ones she had sent to him.They were caught there in that moment looking into each others eyes, not a word being spoken.It seemed like an eternity.Then they both smiled and laughed at the same time.They both knew the moment was upon them.He opened his arms to hold her and she stepped forward into his embrace.They held each close.They had talked online of what this moment would be like if they ever should meet for real.He felt her warmth.She felt his.He leaned back to look down at this woman he felt he knew so well and yet did not know at all.She looked up.Their eyes met again."God, she is beautiful," he thought.????"Are you going to invite me in, silly," she laughed.????She reached for his hand and slid past him, actually walking him into his own apartment.She reached back and closed the door behind them.They stood there in the silence; the glow from the TV casting a bluish glow in the room.They held each others hands, gazed into each others eyes.He had dreamed of this moment a thousand times, and now that it was here it was even more special then he could have ever imagined.His mind continued to race and mis-fire as he searched for the words he needed to say."God, you are beautiful," he stammered.She smiled at him.????"Do you remember what we said we would do when we met for the first time?"She asked.????"I, I ... uhh ..."His mind was totally distracted by her presence.????She pulled on his hands she was holding in hers; pulling him closer.Then he remembered what it was they had committed to each other to do on their first meeting.They had talked for so many hours online.They each felt they knew each other better than they had ever know any other person.But, they also had spoken of reality, and fate, and the reality of dreams.They had agreed that upon their first meeting they would both know the truth from their first real life kiss.Fate they thought.He bent forward as she pulled him to her, their faces so close, their eyes never closing, but searching for answers; their lips brushing against each others ever so gently at first.And, then with a passion that had been growing for months they pressed their lips together, holding each others bodies together as one.Their lips and tongues explored in wonder.They tasted each other.They knew it was meant to be.????After what seemed like an eternal moment, they slowly pulled apart, just a little.They could feel each others breath on their cheeks.He thought he could feel her heart beating against his chest.He knew she must be feeling his own pounding heart.It was everything they both had imagined it would be.It was as if they had known each other for years and at the same time were flush with the excitement of this first kiss.They both knew within this moment, they were meant to be.????She broke the spell of the moment with a smile and a little laugh.Taking charge again, she asked, "Well, what are you doing, watching movies like you messaged me? What were you watching?"????" I just finished watching ?The Secret Window?," he said, not sure why he was feeling a little guilty about his choice of movies.He saw her glance at the coffee table.????"I see you really are drinking your dinner tonight."She smiled at him and teasingly poked her finger in his chest.He loved the fact that she was so comfortable.It was like she belonged.She walked past him to scoop up the empties on the table.She glanced at the crumpled can.????" I can get those," he said, finally finding the words to speak.He did not understand why he suddenly realized he should have brushed his teeth.Perhaps his nervousness was still affecting his thoughts."I got them, silly."She said.????"OK, ... hey mind if I ..uhh ..go to the bathroom real quick," he mumbled.????"It?s your apartment, make yourself at home," she laughed, as she walked past him toward the kitchen.????He walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.He turned the water on and let it run as he relived himself.He went back to the sink washed and splashed water on his face.He brushed his teeth.He heard her in the kitchen.He heard the fridge open.He opened the door, turning the bathroom light off as he did.She was standing in the living room looking through his movie collection.She had a beer in one hand and took sips from it as she searched his movies.????"Oh, this one," she said turning to him and gesturing him over.????He was amazed at how at home she was, how comfortable she was.He liked it.She handed him one of his oldies movies.It was "The Quiet Man" starring John Wayne and Maureen O?Hara.He liked her choice.He went to slide past her to put the movie in the player.She playfully pushed her butt out so he would have to squeeze by.He gave it a gentle smack as he slid by her.They both laughed.She went to the couch and sat down as he put the movie in.He turned back to face her as the movie started.She had placed four more full cans of beer on the table for them.She motioned for him to sit next to her.He sat down; their legs touching.She snuggled even closer.He put his arm around her.It felt right.As the movie started they both glanced at each other at the same moment.He leaned to her and gently kissed her lips.????As they watched the movie there were many more shared glances and shared kisses.They found themselves laughing at the same moments in the movie and found themselves always glancing at each as if to confirm this was real and not a dream.He could tell she was getting sleepy about two-thirds through the movie.He could feel her breath become more steady.He felt her body snuggled under his arm become more relaxed.He glanced over and saw her eyes closing.He took the beer from her hands and set it on the table.As he watched the rest of the movie he felt a calm and a peace he had not known in a very long time.????When the movie ended and the room was once again bathed in the TV?s blue light, he stayed there holding her close.After awhile he gently got up, easing her body to lay on the couch as she slept.He grabbed a small pillow from the end of the couch and placed it under her head.He walked to the hall closet and got a light weight spare blanket and draped it over her.He bent down and kissed her forehead.He walked to his bedroom.He removed his clothes and climbed into his bed.He through the blanket off the bed.It was too warm.He felt the coolness of the sheet against his naked body as he drifted off to sleep.????He was dreaming of her.The morning light was just beginning to make its presence known.He rolled away from the light that was beginning to find its way through the shades over his window.He pulled the sheet up over his face.He started to drift off again.He had to get back to his woman.He felt her pull back the sheet a little.He felt her climb onto the bed next to him and pull the sheet over herself.He felt her snuggle closer to him.He felt her naked body against his.He felt her arm wrap around him as she gently kissed the back of his neck.He drifted in his dream.Copyright 2007 |
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