Breeze
Endlessly rolling waves lapped the shoreline at the seaside park, softly kissing the white sand beach. The evening breeze unfurled leisurely across the isthmus that jutted off into the distance. Sitting on an ancient, weathered rock, I savored the aura of the sunset.
I first saw you sitting restlessly nearby on a painted concrete bench. You were licking a mound of chocolate ice cream from atop a sugar-wafer cone bought from a park vendor. Looking in my direction, your eyes met mine. You smiled and walked slowly toward me as you finished the last of the crispy, sweet treat. You nodded a silent hello and sat beside me on the weathered old rock.
Inside my pounding chest, I was terrified. And yet, I smiled and carried on, answering your gentle getting-to-know-you questions with trembling words intended to hide the shock and thrill and embarrassment I felt. Your hungry eyes explored my alluring limbs, but then you withdrew with cautious hesitation.
Composure came slowly but surely to my throbbing heart, and we started talking more easily, like old friends. My feelings warmed and I was attracted to your manly cherubic features, the well-composed yet amazingly assertive and deeply profound words. Your tender freshness touched me. The shy confession of being unexposed to life’s sensual pleasures hijacked my attention and interest.
As the evening passed with the enchanting rhythms of waves and ocean breezes around us, we guided our undeniable bond to a secluded haunt where you silently, solemnly removed the meaningless garments that draped my body. I didn’t object, but instead stood passionately yet motionless like a timid rabbit in your lap. Taken away to an exciting world where we could quench our desire thrust in lust, you conquered my passions. The ultimate experience for the first time.
Why hesitate now? Just explore again.
Brandi xoxo
