Jadey

I lean forward, my lips just barely caressing her neck,
Whispering something.

I don't remember what it was
for it meant absolutely nothing to me,
but I knew it was exactly what she wanted to hear.
With one hand affectionately fondling her knee
and the other on her back I was keenly aware
of her rising heart rate and the intensification of each breath.
"Just say the word and I'll stop", I whispered.
But she said nothing.
Her eyes closed and she grabbed my hand.

Suddenly this seemed so familiar,
yet unfamiliar,
all at the same time.
I've been here before.
I felt her nails dig into the back of my cranium like the claw end of a hammer
and she squeezed my hand so hard
that I felt my knuckles crack.
She began to push the back of my head ever so gently,
as if guiding me in.
While I zeroed in on the target I felt her let go of my hand
and she pulled aside her white cotton panties so they were bunched
against the inside of her thigh.
Though I could still see the red satin bow as it seemed to levitate
above her clitoris like a beacon.
Suddenly I was struck with the realization
that we were breathing together in time.
Deep In—and—out, deep in—and—out.
I gently pushed her legs apart further,
though I hardly had to push at all.
All the time the wisp of a smile gliding
along the inside of her thigh,
just hard enough to be noticed.
But soft enough to heighten the anticipation.
Then both hands grabbed the back of my head
and I could feel her restraint while she languidly urged me
in the direction of satisfaction…
for her.
In an instant, my mind started to race.
It occurred to me the irony in the situation.
This is isn’t the way I wanted things to happen.
It SHOULD be the other way around.
Why was I letting this woman put me in this situation?
I tell you what!
She’ll be next! That’s for sure!
“Let it go. Do this and she’ll be putty in your hands.”
“You’ll be able to get whatever you want from her.”
My wind wandered while performing the chore.

“Now.”
“Yeeesss.”
What?
“I want it,...now.”
“Nooowwww.”
I snapped back to reality.
And I urged forth like a puppy on a bowl of milk.

To which she screamed, "I will love you forever!"
I was suddenly taken aback by the gross hyperbole,
obviously inappropriate and just plain silly
People have been saying silly things for a really long time
and they will continue to say silly things for a lot longer
but the silliness isn't the problem, the inappropriateness is.
Silliness is silliness, there's nothing to it.
But to be overly exaggeratory is something I can't handle.
Forever!
Forever?
Forever is an awfully long time,
its,...
it's, forever!
Why did she have to go and ruin the moment?
It wasn’t bad enough to just say THAT word.
The “L”word.
But FOREVER?
This woman will love me forever.
Hell, I can’t even remember her last name right now.
Damn her! Now what?
Oh, why am I stopping?
“What?”
“I can’t”

Believe me, I've heard it before;
and I couldn't handle it then either.





Okay, I've got my blast helmet and kevlar vest on. Let me have it!