"…and he stroked her between the legs until the
alabaster cotton gown beneath his hand was translucent with
Sonja drove, listening intently to Dirk's
words as she squinted to see the upcoming road sign. She sighed
in relief when it came into view: Port Torrance – 15
miles How she adored it when Dirk read to her. He lounged
along side her in the van, clutching the book tightly in excitement.
The words rolled off his tongue with a delicate flow. Though
his body showed every sign of arousal, Sonja could tell Dirk
was languid from the extensive traveling they'd done that
day. Her shapely pale legs were weary too from striding up
and down all the cobblestone streets. Sight seeing wasn't
like any chore related to employment, but neither was it any
Sonja's mind wandered a bit as Dirk took a
break from reading. They'd had lunch in a delicious Italian
place. The milieu didn't compare to the ancient marble in
Italy, but the food was exceptionally flavorful. She remembered
a strong scent of garlic wafting through the restaurant's
muggy air and her husband's thin cotton shirt decoupaged to
Dirk interrupted Sonja's train of thought,
"You're tired hon, let me take the last stretch of driving.
Why don't you pull over at this next exit."
Sonja was too drained to put up a convincing
argument against his suggestion, so she coasted off the highway
into the nearest gas station. She climbed over the gear shift
and plopped into the passenger seat of the van. Dirk climbed
in opposite her and handed Sonja flashlight and what looked
like a handwritten note.
"Are these the directions?" She
"No dear, it's a little something I wrote
especially for you. Read it on the way to the motel. It'll
help you pass the time." Dirk pulled back out onto the
road as Sonja unfolded the paper and began to read aloud:
"I know sometimes I don't seem as perceptive
as I should be, though I hope I make up for it when I make
love to you. There's so much I don't say that gets lost in
the business of the day. God, this sounds like a Hallmark
card already, but yesterday I forgot to tell you how luscious
you looked, stepping out of your morning shower. Every inch
of you was dripping wet. I couldn't help but think about interrupting
while you toweled off, but doing so would have ruined the
moment. Often it's times like those, when you're unaware of
my steadfast gaze, that my cock hardens most quickly."
"I know I've told you many times how
well you take me in your mouth. Sometimes you twist and turn
with your tongue so delicately that I'm sure I've lost my
mind. Your tongue has such talent, licking up and down my
shaft as if to smooth out every possible wrinkle. It's so
difficult to wait while you suckle and nibble when you know
I want to release in that pretty little mouth of yours. You
always draw the climax out, making me work for my orgasm,
but never longer than I can stand. I wonder sometimes how
I look to you when your lips are wrapped around me and I'm
stammering to finish each syllable in your name. Such warm
blow job lips you have, kissing me with a taste of my own
Dirk's words made Sonja shudder as they drew
her in. They were less eloquent than the book he'd been reading,
but they were his own, and several times more hair raising.
"When you let me take you from behind,
it feels as if all the elements of nature are pounding within
my chest, and I have to slow my pace to give you the indulgence
you deserve. It's as if you can anticipate my every movement,
responding in kind. I never have to tell you when to clench
or release, claw or purr, nip or bite. You've studied me well."
"And Baby… the way you dance makes
me crazy. It escalates me even more when you say that it's
for my eyes only. I can't keep my hands still when I see that
chestnut hair of yours and those delectable hips swinging
like pendulums in opposite directions. It's baffling how you
can talk so dirty, each part of your wanton body seducing
me in a completely different kinky way."
"Still, my same soft Sonja begs to be
made love to. She begs me to look into her eyes while I'm
deep inside her. There isn't anything more exciting than the
moment where you're so aroused baby, that I don't have to
guess what I'm doing right or wrong. It's that moment where
I'm simply following what your body tells me to do, or taking
the orders in between your short gasps of breath. I want more
of those moments."
"I've decided tonight is your night my
love. I'll fulfill every one of your fantasies within my ability.
I know how much you love it when I read to you. That was merely
the beginning. Name your pleasure, my love. Your fulfillment
is my own."
Sonja could feel already how moist she was
walking the length of the motel parking lot. The unexpected
love note made her forget how tired her legs had felt just
a short time before. It wasn't long before the couple had
changed into more comfortable clothes and climbed into bed.
Dirk then took Sonja in his arms, and began by stroking her
between the legs until the alabaster cotton gown beneath his
hand was translucent with her rapture.