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Subject: {ASSM} The Encounter (M/F)
Date: Tue,  9 Jul 2002 22:10:04 -0400
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The Encounter
by Storyguy  

I saw you from across the restaurant. Captivated by you, really. I
watched every movement you made. The way you dabbed the moisture from
your lips. The way you absent-mindedly caressed your water glass while
listening to the conversation around you.

I saw how your silken blouse fell forward as you bent to pick up your
purse, giving just the barest indication of the luscious curves that
remained hidden. I saw the way the slit in your skirt revealed the
splendor of your legs as you stood, providing the onlooker with a
vague hint of what lay above. Did I see something or didn't I? I don't
know, but the image was enough to fire the imagination of what might
or might not have been seen.

I saw your companions leave, and as you prepared to leave as well, I
swiftly summoned my waitress and thrust enough money toward her to pay
my bill and provide a generous tip. How generous? I really don't know,
because my eyes and attention were focused more on you than on
anything else. I slipped out the door as you engaged your waitress in
small talk as you paid your bill, and it was all I could do to not
stand and listen to the music in your voice.

I stood outside, by my car at the corner, watching for you to leave. I
smiled to myself as I saw you walking in my direction, still unaware
of having taken me captive with your eyes and your form. As you walked
by me, I reached out a hand and pulled you to myself and kissed you,
softly but quickly. Seeing the fear in your eyes, I whispered, "If you
wish for me to leave you, I will, but I have no desire to bring you
harm, only pleasure."

With your glance at my car, and your look into my eyes, I saw the
flash of fear replaced with a spark of desire, a spark which soon
consumed your face, giving you a look of passion that no man could
hope to resist. I leaned forward again, and this time your lips sought
out mine, your tongue brushing my lips until they soon parted to allow
our tongues to being the duel of desire, the dance that goes back to
the dawn of time.

My arms encircled your waist as you pulled my face more tightly to
your own, and my hands began to explore the wonders of your body. The
gentle slope of your lower cheeks, the satin skin of your neck and
arms. Upon this onslaught of passion and beauty, my own body could not
help to respond, and the heat of my own desire soon became evident to
us both.

I whispered into your ear, "Let's continue this somewhere more
private. Your place or mine?"

You responded, "Yours", and grabbing my crotch for emphasis, you
added, "and hurry!"

I opened the door of my car for you and once you were in, I quickly
moved to the driver's side. Before starting the engine, I reached
across your body to grab your seat belt, and I pulled it across your
body. As the buckles brushed across your nipples and my fingers
touched your thigh, I saw you breathing deeply with undeniable
excitement, and breathing a short prayer for an absence of speed
traps, I set out for my apartment building.

I pulled into my parking spot, and before I could get out and open
your door, you were already out and striding expectantly toward the
front door of the building. A brief nod to the doorman, and we entered
the elevator. Ever grateful for the absence of elevator operators, we
fell quickly and hungrily into each other's arms, my mouth seeking
yours as your mouth sought mine. As the doors opened on my floor, I
don't believe anybody was waiting or watching, but it wouldn't have
mattered as we only saw each other and only felt the touch of our
bodies, enmeshed and overcome with desire.

Reluctantly, we separated to walk down the hall to my apartment, and
as we passed through the door, you took the initiative, grabbing me by
the lapels and pressing me up against the inside wall. I wrapped my
arms around you and lifted you up that your legs might encircle my
waist, and in this position, I carried you to my bedroom.

I cannot tell you what became of the silk and the cotton and the linen
that had been our clothing, because in an instant, they were gone, and
my yearning flesh was desperately pressed against yours as we lay on
the bed together.

My mouth lowered to your nipples, stiff and erect, and still I felt
them tremble beneath the touch of my tongue. With my hand, I reached
down to caress the moist folds of your pussy, feeling the moisture
drenching my fingers with your sweet dew. As I slid my finger inside,
I heard your gentle moan. Your hand similarly reached down to grasp my
erect staff, and taking it in your hand, I sighed at the exquisite
sensation.

Suddenly, your hand left my cock and grasped the wrist of my hand
which had been exploring your moist womanhood. Pulling my hand away,
you whispered, "Later. I want you in me now!"

I quickly position myself between your legs, the head of my cock aimed
at your pussy lips, and began the slow decent into the rapture of your
warmth. I began stroking my cock in and out, careful to aim to brush
your clit on every stroke, and you rewarded me with passionate kisses,
sighs, moans, and trembling.

Moving ever more swiftly, probing ever more deeply, and thrusting ever
harder, it became evident soon that the moment of climax would not be
long in coming for either of us. I fought to retain control amidst the
moist velvet of your womanhood, but as you began to move from
trembling to spasms of release, I could no longer hold back, and
sliding my cock inside you one last time, I felt the ripple of your
climax upon my flesh, and my own climax began to follow your lead.

My seed mingling with your juices, my outpouring filling you, we cried
out together until our lips again sought one other in this time of
divine agony.

Then, like any flood or thunderstorm, the tide ebbed, and the
fierceness subsided. I began to soften within you even as I collapsed
next to you. Pulling you to me, your head resting on my shoulder, I
breathed deeply. As we recovered ourselves for a moment, we began to
drift off to sweet dreams, but I stayed awake long enough before
closing my eyes to kiss you one more time, and to murmur in your ear,
"Happy Anniversary, Darling."

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