OMG a Married Man

O.M.G she thought. What happened to her so called high morals? She had come to a cross roads in life. She needed to choose between sleeping with a married man or saying good bye. Ok, Ok, so he was separated but still not a place she wanted to be. She knew he still has such a long road ahead of him before he could move forward. She also knew if he had told her he was still married she would never have chosen to be with him, but all she could think of was the way he made her body hum and the feeling of anticipation to do it all again. She liked that they connected both mentally and physically but was still a little pissed that he told her he was still married after they had spent hours pleasuring each other and not before, basically taking that choice from her. But she was more pissed with herself that she didn’t ask…She always asked.

Every time she closed her eyes, she was back on that bed feeling his hands, lips and teeth on her body. His fingers on her clit stimulating, rubbing, making her all but purr. He had paid such attention to her body’s needs that she forgot about all those kilos she had gained and the self-conscious feelings all but dissolved. It had been so long since she had spent that much time in bed with a man. It was hard not to compare him to past lovers who seemed more concerned about their own body’s needs. Such a dilemma she thought.

Her mind kept going back to they way he worked her body, his inventive use of baby oil and was amazed anew at the enjoyment he received by giving her pleasure. It was a such joy to return the favour. She could still taste him, smell him, remembering the texture and feel of his skin under her lips and fingers. She had wanted to discover what made his body hum.

Still undecided her mind reflects on all that’s happened in her life, the highs and the lows, the good and the not so good. She had reached the point in her life where she was happy with her world. She knew what he had yet to face as she had lived through it herself and wondered if she would be there at the end or if he would even want her there.

And yet when he suggested meeting for breakfast she didn’t hesitate to say yes. Something about him drew her. Still feeling the lingering aches in her body, she felt the first glimmer of excitement after so long, yet she knew she could get badly burnt. Life is meant to be lived she thought and if it was meant to be, it would, and nothing either of them did would change that. She would take this road she decided and see where it would lead her, unsure what tomorrow would bring but willing to at least find out.