Dreams

I'm awake in the middle of the night after having one of the best dreams of my life. I have a lunatic grin on my face and wish more than anything it was all true.

We organised to meet up for the movies and dinner. The anticipation of us feeling that instant smile break from your face. You smile with your eyes, hoping your eagerness and warmth is appreciated.
I extend my hand to greet you and pull me close to give me a peck on the cheek. I know how much I'm blushing because I think you are naughty and cute. I feel you breath in my scent. You don't think I saw you cross your fingers behind your back, hoping I'm a winner.
We ask each other how our week has been as we walk towards the cinemas. I tell you I love comedies and thrillers. You wait in line for the tickets and I catch you smiling at me again. I come back with some drinks, popcorn and maltesers. You tip the maltesers in the popcorn and with a little wink you ask me to trust you. We walk into the cinema to find our seats and you offer to help me with coat. We settle in waiting for the screen to roll out and the cinema to darken. The movie starts. We laughed and laughed. It felt so wonderful at that point in time letting it all go and enjoying the hilarity of the whole situation.
You ask me if I need to make a quick stop before we walk on to find something to eat. You are sweet enough to hold my purse why I go to the bathroom.
We discuss what we feel like having to eat. I say I'm quite partial to Mediterranean. We find a cute little place that barely seats 30. You help me with my coat again and pull my chair out. I smile again as it's nice to see someone with manners.
You order us a lovely bottle of red from the King Valley. We quietly sip on our wine whilst we wait for the lovely selection of little plates to arrive.
There's calamari, baby red snapper, Greek salad and grilled saganaki cheese on a big pile of fresh baby spinach. Everything looks so fresh and delicious. You offer me a lemon wedge. I smile and mouth thank you. I pick up the lemon off the plate and start to pinch it to squeeze on my food when it squirts me in the eye. I yelp in pain as I drop the lemon on my plate with a thud. You ask me if I'm okay. I tell you how much it stings. You tell me to close my eyes so you can get a closer look at my injury. I can just feel your breath on my face. I don't know if you can read minds, but I am willing you to kiss me now and make me feel less embarrassed at my awkwardness.
We proceed to order some tiramisu, macchiato coffees and some zabilone with fresh hulled strawberries and blueberries. The waiter is nice enough to bring an extra spoon and plate so we can share. It's delicious. I excuse myself again to go powder my nose. I pray by the time I go to the bathroom, I don't have spinach or parsley in my teeth that you have been too polite to bring to my attention. I finish washing my hands and pop a cinnamon mint in my mouth. You see me walk towards you and already have my coat ready to leave. I offer you half the bill but you won't hear of it. We thank the staff for an enjoyable meal and you hold the door open for me so we can leave. We step out on to the street and start walking and talking again. We've been walking for a good solid ten minutes when you stop. I ask you if you are okay. In one large step you are leaning down towards me and whisper you can't wait any longer. The minute you saw me you wanted to kiss me. You tell me I have beautiful lips and we silence each other with our tongues. You are such an expert kisser. I pull you by the neck so I can put my arms around you. You gentle push me towards the brick wall. I feel it scratching the backs of my thighs and putting pulls in my opaque tights. You whip my scarf off from around my neck so you can take in my scent. You smell like leather, musk and soap. You tell me I smell like roses and green apples.
I can feel the metal on my neck from the pillars of the top of the fence. Still leaning on the wall I pull you by the waist of your jeans. We are as close as two people can be with their clothes on in public. I feel you gently lean into me and know you are going to make me loose my mind. You kiss me as you feel me pulse through my tights and I feel you throb through your jeans. I feel you getting harder, bulging against your jeans. You gently rub against me as you kiss me. I think I might die of happiness as you continue to grind me. We break for a moment and you ask me if I want to go back to your place. I say of course yes. And with that we are running hand in hand trying to set record timing. As soon as we are back at your place you push me against the wall in the hall to start on me again. You gently pull my hair as you meet my mouth. All I can say is bliss because I'm so excited and cannot articulate what I want to say. You grab my left ankle by my boot and wrap it around your waist so you can thrust against me again as we kiss. I tell you I wish I didn't have any panties on. In one quick swoop you are leading me towards the bedroom. You pull me towards you as we land on the bed. I land on top of you with a smile. I pull off your belt as it keeps biting the inside of my thighs. I feel you tilt your hips towards me so we can start again. I tell you that you need to either pull my tights off with your teeth and I beg you to stop being a tease or you are going to make me wild and cross. You reach across me to fish a condom out from the draw and push me back so I am now looking up at you hovering above me. You rip my tights and panties down in one quick move. You don't bother to remove my boots as I don't think either of us could wait that long. I am begging you to put me out of my misery. You grab me and before I can even cry out again you silence me with your mouth as you enter me. There is nothing like having the weight of a man on top of you. You keep a constant rhythm, my god. My thighs are quivering and I can feel you tense too as we rise together for our release. I whisper to you with a cheeky grin on my face that I want to try to set the record for "doing it" the most times in one night. You tell me as you kiss me hungrily again that I am a sexual freight train and I am not allowed to go anywhere without you in tow...