(Warning: Explicit Sexual Content)

It was early. Before 7:00 AM. She was in her office combing through the presentations for overlap, inconsistencies. This afternoon and board of directors would be flying in to do their once a year meeting at the facility. She was in charge of meshing all the presentations. Each a facet of the business when combined would persuade the board that this segment was on-track with the approved five-year plan.

It was then she heard the kick, leather on metal, followed by cursing. The voice unfamiliar so she got up and went to the copy room. The machine dented, doors open. A tall suited man kneeling on the floor, head-first in the paper tangled drawers of the machine pulled open.

"Need help?" She knew of him.  An industry star. Corporate VP of Marketing and Sales. Always present but never brought in to this division.

"Yeah,"  he glanced up. Handsome for his age and he knew it. Finely dressed always.  Matching silk tie and pocket square. Always flirty with a touch professional admiration. He had a reputation of pressing his power. Always getting exactly what he wanted. This morning, he gave here a smile,"I hear you are good, very good at a lot of things."

"You'll mess up your suit, let me give it a try."

"My pleasure."

She bent over, then feeling his eyes scanning the back of her slim skirt, knelt down and reached in twisting the gears releasing the torn clumps of paper.

"You are good at this."

"I've done it many times before," she said as she pulled out the last of the paper and started to get up.

It was then she felt his hands on her shoulders, first a light patting as you would a very good dog. Touches that didn't let up but became bold kneading appreciatively then dipping down her dress blouse, under her lacy bra to helf her breasts. She had been waiting for him to make this move since they first meet eight years before at an industry function his eyes giving away his fixation.

"Ah, I don't think this is a good idea.  People will be coming soon," his fingers twisted her nipples.

"You are right.  Turn around.  We'll have enough time," his hand cupped her chin and pulled her mouth up to stout blushing member protruding from his gaberdine. "Just a suck or two."

He pressed himself against her lips.  Stuck between her job and a hard prick, she remembered her ability to pull out creative surprising strategies in order to stage unexpected turnarounds in order for her to establish an advantage. So she opened her mouth up all the way to her throat and masturbated him with her lips harder and faster than even he had recently done himself, making him moan louder than his curses at that damn copier had been moments before. She gobbled him with expert astonishing vacuum while using her tongue quickly up and down his stem for indeed she had done this many times before.

Predictably it wasn't long. Pulling her head into him with the full pressure of his hands, he lost all control and came in bitter torrid spurts. She swallowed nonchalantly glancing up, his eyelids squeezed shut, his face the color it would be after cocktail hour tonight, schmoozed out.

"So, you okay to finish your copying now?"

"Yes."

"Got to get back to work now. Lots to do today." She smoothed her suit and pushed her way passed him, not looking back.

When I gaze at you in amazement, I am amazed with the picture of my blessing in the form of the beauty. You’re my angel. Kiss your neck a bit and I feel you began to drip the moment I lay my lips. Touch your body like it’s meant to be. You’re mine for the night. Hold you tight, but first let me place your wetness on my buds. Get you running like a faucet, swallow that drink of water and feel it run down my glands. Grip my head and be sure. My tongue is singing to your pearl. Quite the tour I take, make no mistakes. The taste you're giving me, I want to drink it all the way. Legs shake, I grip your thighs a little bit tighter, insert one finger to the motions, spell my name deep off in your ocean, we're just coasting.

Please baby ride this wave, we got puddles on these sheets, but this ain’t where we stay. I got plenty of time for you, now let’s get back to the basics. You just came one time, I love that feeling I get when you call out my name. Tell me again. This meeting ain’t adjourned. You’re in my courtroom and you’re guilty of stealing my heart. So tonight you spend the night in my prison, assume positions, we be switching. Lay back, this here is your sentence. You gon feel it when it connects to your spirit. Release that stress and that aggression..Take it out on me.

They stood in that grocery store aisle, heads together, pretending to read beef jerky labels, of all things. No, this has added sugar. Nope, molasses in this one. Wait-- damn. Brown sugar.

In truth, they were more acutely aware of the blistering nearness, one to the other. The magnetism pulsed. It ached and burned like nothing else. Here they were, venturing out for food, though even that seemed a faint and distant need, a bothersome obligation. Even in the midst of searching out needed nourishment, they could not keep their hands off of one another.

Before he knew it, his arms encircled her and as if by reflex, his lips sought hers. They kissed deeply, eagerly, unaware of their fellow shoppers milling about. This hunger was definitely the more pressing need, locale be damned.

They were also now blocking the entire narrow aisle with their ardent and spontaneous display of public affection.

A middle-aged woman loudly barked, "Get a room!"

To which the female broke the kiss, blushed and moved aside, out of the way. The heckler pushed her cart slowly by and stated more gently to the embarrassed female, "Have fun." Her head motioning to her extremely handsome mate, winking and nodding her approval.

Together, the lovers moved on, hand-in-hand, chuckling to each other, conspiratorially.

Little did anyone know, they DID in fact have a room nearby. No one else could possibly imagine the depths of love they shared there, privately, with all barriers removed.

They doubted any two other people had ever loved as they did. And they'd be correct in their bold assumption. Those two were anomalies of the best possible kind.

There he was, sitting alone, quietly reading, his dark curly hair swept to the side. I could recognize those stupid oval glasses anywhere.

“This can’t be real” I whispered to myself. As I lifted my phone and texted John, who I was supposed to meet this afternoon for a quick coffee and a one way ticket to his bed.

“Where are you?” I typed and pushed send. And just like the world muffled around me I heard the ominous ding from Toms phone across the patio. The upturn of his head to find me let me know yep wrong place wrong time.

“Fuck” I exhaled. Then made my way to him.

“Is this seat taken?” I slid up beside him and smiled coyly embarrassed to say much more.

“No.” Tom smiled, surprise lit up his brown eyes. Putting down my things behind the chair, the smell of his cologne hit me like a memory train of body’s entangled in silky white sheets. Redirecting my train of thought he broke the silence,

“I’m John” he said, and stuck his hand out to shake mine. Without a flinch I threw my hand out there and grabbed his, “Scarlet.” Holding on a bit too long he was starring into my soul, I broke the grip and looked away.

“So” he said with a grin.

“What do you do for a living?” Almost like he was holding back a joke, one I was not in on.

“What are you playing at Tom?”

At this point his arrogance was just creeping under my skin too close for comfort.

He let out a huge belly laugh, “I have no idea what you’re talking about scarlet.”

“This is ridiculous!” I exclaimed. “I told Shannon to find me a nice guy to grab a quick coffee and get a quick fuck, not to relive all the drama. Apparently I was not clear when I asked her to set me up.”

“Woah, woah, woah, that’s not fair.” He paused and removed his glasses.

“I never said we couldn’t fuck” an all too familiar smile spread across his face, and a laugh escaped my frustrated self.

“Fuck you” I managed to get out.

I then stood up quickly and grabbed my belongings and turned to leave.

“Well let’s go then”

the giddy excitement of falling for you every single day is enough to keep my feet on the earth and my head and heart up on cloud nine.

i live in a world of pink clouds and love in every shade of the most beautiful sunsets,

all my love flows and grows so much that no container could hold it,

no words could properly describe it.

i tell you "i love you" and all the while hope that i'm filling those three words with all the words i don't have to describe the way you make me feel.

my heart is yours and my soul has long out-burned the stars in the heavens with the fiery passion of the love of every lifetime before this one,

the longstanding connection and admiration that would make even the gods pray for something so heavenly.

(fake story) Hes so perfect his smile, and his hair everything. But I can't have him. I have a husband. I was thinking about divorcing my husband but my kids. I cannot do that to my poor children. Enough with the backstory. I had a plan. That plan was going to end up with him in my bed no matter the costs. I was going to kill my husband.... To be continued

Four seasons have gone by

since we spoke last.

You left without "Goodbye."

As the time passed,

I have grown to know me,

my wants, my needs.

I cherish inner peace

and to be free.

It starts with licking around

getting that good white sweetness

the powdered sugar

with the wet slickness of a tongue

that gentle gliding touch

ever so slight, ever so immaculate

then licking the jelly

red like passion

a splash of crimson excitement

tongue moving in rhythm now

as I get everything I can

from the outside

then I move in

for the kill, the deep penetration

into the overwhelming sweetness

lips smacking, slapping,

thrusting as I really bite into it

and then getting that last little bit

it’s ecstasy

like a release of sweet heat

and eyes rolling back

into unconscious blaze

an energetic release

of everything in an explosion of fire.

Always wanting something more,

Then reality shows up at your door....

We got on great from the first day,

Her smile made mine wider,

I don't know if I ever told her,

She is beautiful in way's I've never known before,

When we would talk and laugh about nothing important,

Those felt like the happiest days,

She had my back and I'd have hers always,

This was different than my prior crushes,

She came in and destroyed my perception,

Like a rainbow in the middle of a snowstorm,

We took care of each other when no one else wanted to know,

But our lives are different now,

I'm glad it didn't happen because I know that it would not have worked out,

I'm a different person compared to then,

Both of us have changed.

But I'm grateful,

The only time,

I'll love someone like her,

She deified my barriers,

Made me evaluate what I believe in,

Gave me the courage to keep on fighting,

It was more than just a friendship,

But I cared too much to take that risk,

I didn't want to lose my best friend,

We grew apart in the end,

Our lives became different

Even with the pain,

I'm glad we had that experience,

Even though we can never be,

For a chapter of my life,

She was my Mrs Dream.

I love you like a life form loves oxygen.

I need you like a fish needs water.

I want you like a man wants riches.

I crave you like an addict craves their drug.

I desire you like a child desires toys.

I know you like an actor knows the lines.

I seek you like a flower seeks the sun.

For you, I do all these things and I'm just a human.