Her Story:My Arrival

He walked towards the car with a smile on his face. My eyes stayed glued to him as he said hello to the girls one after the other. I introduced them and tried to walk away from him but he caught up with me before I could get very far. I told him that I refuse to get the last hug and he grabbed me from behind. I knew he was saving the best for last but I needed an excuse to turn around so he wouldn't see that I was really shy. Thankfully,I had my sunglasses on so it wasn't so bad when he got me to turn around. We stayed locked in a warm embrace for about a minute or so. He was happy,I could tell. I made it to his event and finally the wait was over. We were no longer separated by distance,consular issues and even the fear of what the physical had in store. I was back home to my baby and back home for good.

He had to run back to work cos he had a busy evening ahead. I was tired from all the flying and I was hungry,but I was too excited to care. All I could think of was him and what was running through his head. I looked forward to seeing him again at the event but it even felt better when he invited me to come to his hotel room so he could sort out his clothes and we could steal a private moment. We couldn't get our hands off each other. I didn't want that moment to end but his incessant phone calls were constantly in the way and he just had to run. I felt a lot better after he left. That was all the food and sleep I needed. I was happy and even happier that I would see him at the event that was now only a few hours away.

The event was more glamorous than I ever imagined. I had on a blue silk dress with splashes of yellow and grey. It felt really comfortable and I was glad I finally settled for it after the mad search for something decent in several stores. He got his brother to bring me to the back office were he was working. He practically flew up his chair when he saw me and he proudly introduced me as his wife to his colleagues. We had a laugh and I went into the hall with my friends. It was a night of fun but I couldn't help thinking about my baby who was tired from all the work and didn't even have the time to enjoy the event he had worked so hard to plan. Towards the end of the event,he eventually managed to sneak out and freshen up for the after party. We picked him up and finally,i had him to myself. Well,almost to myself. We held hands,we drank,we danced and just enjoyed the rest of the night.

We spent the better part of the next day together but he had to leave cos he had a flight to catch. We planned yet another weekend together and this time it was a more intimate scenario with just the two of us. We ordered drinks and couldn't even wait to get a sip before we reached for each other. It was a night to remember as I just surrendered to his every want and the craving in his eyes. I trembled at his every touch and my body welcomed his thrusts,his warmth,his love...I've never felt so much passion as I have in the last few months of my life and loving J is indeed a beautiful experience that I'm ever so glad to share.We are still at it and trying our very best not to rock the boat. We are still loving and living this wonderful moment. We are still hoping for the very best in our lives and we are still praying for only pleasant moments in this story of our love lives.