John Ladder

Not Yet

Getting up to go to work has never been a burden. I enjoy what I do for a living. But, there are days I don't want to be an adult. I want to be that fun loving guy that just has fun. That fun, being fully encompassed in the bed right now, is sleeping.
I wipe the last of the shaving cream off of my face, clean up around the sink and make sure there are no water spots on the faucet. I want her to have a clean sink when she gets ready for the day. Her towel set up and ready, favorite body soap and a little note on the mirror she will see when it fogs up.
Still with just a towel wrapped around me, I open the bathroom door and walk to the bed. Laying on her right side, right hand resting under her cheek and left to her side, I notice her nightie is pulled up past the small of her back. Her right leg almost straight and her left bent at the knee, exposes the smooth curve of her ass that leads to the slightly open lips that are peaking from her thighs.
Still in a towel, I walk over to the night stand and open the bottom drawer. Pulling out the Sutil, I walk back to the end of the bed. The view of her sleeping, the slow, methodic breathing excites me. Noticing the towel bulging, I loosen it and let it drop to the floor. Opening up the Sutil bottle, I gently massage it on my hardness. Being well l**ed will be a necessity for what I am intending.
Stroking myself to maximum er****on I begin to breath harder....anticipating my next move. I take a step forward to the edge of the bed. Stop. Her breathing is still even and deep. I feel like my body is floating in the ecstasy of my mind. Seeing her pink lips slightly parted welcomes the well lubricated head. Without hesitation I jam myself into the welcoming site. In a smooth, single movement on the first thrust, I grab onto her thigh and pull her to me as I lurch my hips deep into her. Her gasp....her moan her reaching for me affirms my actions were needed. Turning to her back, she lifts her left leg up to my shoulder while I straddle her right leg. While my right arm wraps around her leg I take my left hand and move it to her c**t. I can feel her wetness melding with the l**e. The pounding continues while I massage her c**t with my thumb. She moans she is going to cum. I stop....... I lower her leg and spread both of them wide. Resting my c**k on her slit I lean forward. With my left hand on her throat I lean down and whisper...."Not yet"
My body and my mind reconnect once again. I am still standing at the end of the bed. Slow breathing is still emanating from atop the sheets. I stop stroking, pick up my towel and head to the bathroom to shower again. It is best that I didn't wake her. Let her sleep. Let her dream. The pain from not following my dream will stay with me though-out the day. Each step, each movement the pain from not allowing my self release would intensify the animalistic way she was going to be taken. The pain, reminding me of what I could have had but didn't. She will know the pain I have been in. She will feel my desire entering her with all of the pent up lust I held in all day. I lean down to her as I begin to make my way to the bathroom I kiss her cheek and whisper... until tonight my lovely.

Heart

Sir?
Yes my dear?
Are you troubled?
Yes my dear.
What troubles you?
It is my heart my princess.
You said I was in your heart...have I troubled you?
No love, You are well protected in my heart. It is the areas around where you are in my heart that hurt.
I don't understand Sir.
I feel that I upset you the other day. My heart aches with that feeling of upset gnawing at the barriers I placed around that sacred spot in my heart.
Let me ache my dear. Please let me ache