Monday, January 15, 2007 The Warmth of His Hands...

Current mood: anxious Category: Romance and Relationships Been spending lots of time with him. Why are we so drawn to whats forbidden? I often wonder if I had met him under different circumstances, would I be this attracted/drawn to him? I say no, but one never knows. We've taken so many walks in the city, late at night. He loves to hold hands. I love it too. Been a long time, since a man has held my hand. We talk about so many things. And he will stop walking and kiss me, as if its the end of the world. During our walk, I began to get really sleepy. I was stumbling and saying all kinds of crazy stuff. He laughed at me. He laughs at me a lot. So we decided to walk back to the car and call it a night. It was sooooooo late. Like two or three in the morning kind of late. He always keeps me out late. I dozed off in the car. I was wearing a long skirt that went to my feet, no stockings, short socks, boy shorts, and knee high boots. I felt his hand in my lap. Just touching my leg as all. He began to move his hand around and pulled back my skirt slightly. I didnt move or open my eyes. As he searched, his warm hands made contact with my flesh. Put a slight smile upon my face. He rubbed the outer thigh, a knee, and then behind the knee. There, behind the knee, he tucked his hand and left it there. Deeper into my slumber I fell, with his hand tucked nicely behind my knee. Then I felt his hand leave my leg. My legs began to get cold. I yearned for his touch again... I readjusted my legs and shifted around in the seat. Never did open my eyes. I reached for his hand, until I found it. I took it and put it under my skirt, right between my thighs. I wanted to open my eyes, to see the look upon his face. I didnt. Didnt even smile. He grabbed my inner thigh so tightly. I loved it. He wasted no time exploring my legs. He took his finger tips and put them just inside the rim of my boots. Kind of tickled. *giggle* He felt my calves, knees, outer thighs. He even went up to my hip, which kind of took my breath away. But it was when he slid his hand inside my thighs, that I got butterflies in my stomach. But before he could remove his hand, I opened my thighs slightly to welcome him. He moved it up further, slowly. Uummm... He made contact with my candy center. He didnt enter though. He just moved his hand around, as to explore/admire its contour. The fact that he didnt pull my pannies aside, was even more exciting. I was so turned on. Didnt want him to take his hand away. When he took me home, we parked and began to kiss again. Such passion. He put his own hand under my skirt this time. He kept brushing against it. I aint gonna lie.......I wanted him to slide a finger or two up in there. *sigh* I know I need to stay away from this man, but I sure can hardly wait to see him again......