I walk into the bedroom and see you lying naked on the bed. Slowly my eyes glaze over you… the blush and smile on your face from your previous orgasm… your nipples still perky pointing towards me, screaming to be sucked… and down over your flat belly to your loins still wet from the mess we made earlier.

We walk out of the restaurant and hesitate for a second which way we should go now. “Let’s go this way and see if there are any fun shops further up the street” I suggest and grab your hand.

After a few minutes we stop in front of the window of a chocolate store. I can almost hear you scream OMG as you gaze upon all these beautiful chocolate treats. I watch our reflection in the window and am still amazed by how sexy and beautiful you are. You’re wearing your cute denim skirt and a t-shirt. I let my hands slide from your side down to your thighs, my fingertips slightly lifting your skirt up. I see you smiling in the reflection as I whisper to that I want you.
You turn around to me and look into my eyes and hand me your little bag. “Take a picture of me in front of the window” you say to me. I open your bag to look for the camera and stop for a second. I look into your eyes and look down in your bag again.

I hear you stumble in the bathroom and call out to you, warning not to come in. I quickly run to the door and join you in the bathroom. You’re just drying your hair as I hug you from behind.

“How was your bath sunshine? “ I ask while sliding my arms over the bathrobe, “are you up for a surprise? “. “Hmmm… it was good,” and with a bit of caution you continue “what do you mean, what kind of surprise do you mean?” You start to laugh as you see me looking like I’ve been caught red handed.

“You trust me right? “ I softly ask while grabbing your hand to pull you closer. “No….” you say with a huge smile on your face. I ignore the tease and undo my tie to blindfold you with it and before you can resist I grab your hands in mine and walk us to the bedroom.

From the break of dawn,
Till the midnight hours when i turn down the light
I lay myself to down for another restless night
Trapped inside life’s chess game like a pawn

Life is losing its colors, its vibrant smell
Energy is draining, why can’t this just be simple
Why does it feel like a tropical storm and not a raindrop dimple?
In pity and self loathing I just dwell

Love is the answer, but a question there is none
An unsolvable puzzle, known by all to be never understood
It remains a mystery, just as how life begun

So powerful and strong, so treacherous and so good
If love equals living, why do I feel I want to run?
I feel cold and alone, this distance, it isn’t how it should

You turn your head towards me, looking at me with those beautiful eyes as you turn around on the bed, facing me. Your face is still glowing, still feeling the last remains of your sensation flow through your body. Our eyes lock as your hand reaches out, your fingers stroking through my hair and down over my face and lips. We lean in to each other for a kiss until finally after a few minutes you cheeky whisper “I need chocolate”. I reach behind me and playfully throw the pillow at you before we get of the bed. You quickly put your string back on and barefooted walk away towards the kitchen.

I let myself fall back on the bed, realizing how amazing you are… It’s still hard to believe it’s all true. Reluctantly I look around for my t-shirt and shoes before I follow you. “ I will let Zima out for a quick walk so we don’t have to go out later no more” I joke as I walk up behind you. My hands slide from your cheeks up over your belly and cup your beautiful breasts before I nibble your shoulder and neck. You turn around and teasingly push me away as you babble something. “Me blonde… me not understand… “ I joke as I walk out with your dog into the cold night.

“This is your captain speaking, we’ve started…” I stop listening and turn my head towards the empty seat next to me. With a sad feeling I look away outside the window and cannot help but wonder why you haven’t came. I trouble my mind looking for clues and signs that you were hesitating or reluctant even, but there were none. Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder and with joy I snap out of my sorrow and turn around. The stewardess apologizes as she tells me it’s ok to take the seatbelt off. As she starts to move to the next row she stops and looks at my heartbroken face. “Are you alright hun ?” she asks me, “are you afraid of flying ? “

“No, thanks I’m ok.“ I try to reply with a fake smile on my face, “ but some bandages to mend a broken heart would be great.” We both stare at the empty seat next to me for a few seconds before she tries to cheer me up by telling that you’ve probably not stood me up but you just didn’t get here on time for some reason.

“This would be our weekend,” I try to explain “we’ve never met for real, only online.” “I can’t blame her for having second thoughts though, she’s an amazing woman… never understood what she saw in me anyway.”

“Awww”, she says before slipping on the seat next to me, “don’t think like that hun. You’re probably a very sweet guy.” As she leans in closer she starts to whisper in my ear “I met my girlfriend through sl, we were to celebrate our anniversary in Paris this weekend but she couldn’t make it. So don’t you think for one minute you’re the only one who deserves some pity this weekend, I want some as well.”