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From: tonyjcfs35@hotmail.com (TonyJ)
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Subject: {ASSM} As You Wish (MF, Rom)
Date: Wed, 22 Oct 2003 21:10:02 -0400
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As You Wish
MF, ROM)
By: TonyJ


   "Love, True Love...." Droned the minister on the television.

   Here we were, watching "The Princess Bride" for the umpteenth million
time, and I had never gotten used to thinking about marriage at that part
of the movie.  I started to squirm, uncomfortable sitting next to this
beautiful woman who had been my inspiration and rock since my divorce.  I
looked at her and whispered that I needed to visit the little boy's room.

   Stepping into the bathroom, I leaned back against the door and realized
that I was hurting her more than I was hurting myself.  I had seen the
looks of hurt and anger on occasion, I knew that she knew my pain and was
patiently waiting for me to get through it.  I was also aware of her need
for me to commit to her.  Was I able to do it?  Would my heart ever allow
me the freedom to love completely again?

   As I finished my duties, I returned to the couch to see the characters
in the bedroom discussing what the term "to the pain" meant.  I chuckled at
first.  I knew the lines to the movie possibly better than the actors
themselves knew them.  Yet, I began to realize.  I had already been in my
duel "to the pain".  Was I the victor or the loser?  I decided right then
and there, No longer am I the loser.  I have the beautiful girl.  My
princess was here beside me.

   I looked at her and pulled her to me and kissed her as I saw, out of the
corner of my eye, Robin Wright and Cary Elwes kiss on the screen.  I picked
her up, carried her through the house to the bedroom, laid her gently on
the bed, and began to slowly adore her.  She began to ask "Why?  What is
going on with you?" I ignored the questions, there would be time for
answers later.  I leaned onto her body, and kissed her face and cheeks.  I
tried to convey my feelings for her in those brief touches of my lips to
her body.  As I began to slide down her, I looked and saw understanding in
her eyes.

   I unbuttoned and removed her blouse as I caressed and kissed my way down
her body.  I paid such attention to her nipples that they were flushed so
much pinker than normal.  I began to worry that I had given her nipple
hickeys, yet the thought excited me as I heard her moan and ask for more. I
had unbuttoned her shorts and was slipping them off her waist as I began to
smell her.  She always smelled sweet when I had gone down on her, but this
time, it smelled like roses and candy.  Love and Romance bottled for
delivery.  I was enthralled.  I wanted more.

   As I licked and caressed my way in between her thighs, I marveled to
myself, that this woman was perfection.  Why had I never noticed it before?
I continued my journey only to have her shout in release before I had even
touched her sex.  Astonished, I realized, she DID understand.  She had felt
the barrier in my heart drop and felt the last of my resistance give way.
She knew I had given myself to her, and it had released her.  She was now
able to give what she had been holding back for months.  Her pure,
unbridled love.

   I looked into her eyes at the thought of that revelation.  She came back
to earth and looked up to see why I had stopped.  I asked her "When did you
know?" She replied "With your kiss." I nodded and leaned back in, giving
the most of myself to pleasuring her.  Making certain that her pleasure and
joy was my main concern.  After hearing her moans and squeals for an hour
of more, she pulled on my ears and dragged me to her face.  Grateful for
her love and affection, I kissed her back with a hunger and ferocity that I
had never before known.

   As she grabbed hold of my shaft and directed me into her, I held her
gaze knowing that she could see my heart and soul.  Nothing was to remain a
secret as far as my heart was concerned to her anymore.  I made love to her
more softly and slowly than I ever had before, yet, we were more tired and
sweaty than ever before as she came again and again.  I came inside her
knowing that it was what she wanted as she clamped down on me again.  I
looked at her and she grinned at me.

   "Farm Boy?  Get that pitcher down for me?" She teased

   I softly looked at her, and with a new respect for this woman who loved
me, I said "As you wish!"

   **** The end ****

   As always, comments and critiques are welcome at tonyjcfs35@hotmail.com

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