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Amanda

Author’s note- This is my first time writing.

The evening seemed to be just perfect for a night in. The warm summer left a want for the relaxation of a couch, the thought provoking a film brings, and some great company in the comfort of the air conditioner. I asked Amanda if she wouldn’t mind coming over and just spending time together and she agreed with a smile. The twenty minutes for her to drive over seemed to lag on forever, however the wait was worth it. Amanda was simply stunning! From the dark washed blue jeans that tuck near the knees and flair at the ankles to the modestly conservative top that leaves you wanting more she is quite the fashionable one. I pause for a moment to take her in, and welcome her into my house.

I can simply not begin to describe the erogenous way Amanda fills the room. Her long brunette hair falls neatly in a single part while her smile brightens the room. The combination with lighter eyes intrigue and with question and sultry power you are drawn in for more. Her height matches perfectly to her slender frame and is extenuated with fitting curves of a powerful, sexy woman. Amanda just drips with sexiness though she seems to never quite notice it herself.

We settle in for the movie and we sit a little closer than normal. As the film begins, we instinctively move even closer. Amanda rests her head on my shoulder as I reach down and grab her hand. That seems like such a natural, benign act, but for some reason power within the physical touch just seems to exude from her hand. Maybe this is from the passion being new, but maybe it is from a connection that I can’t quite put my finger on as of yet.

As the movie continues on, the characters continue build the suspense my hand mindlessly begins to wonder. I slowly move my fingers to her arm and up to her bicep. I find that I am brainlessly tracing circles on her arm, moving the short sleeves out of the way as I approach her shoulder. The skin on skin touch is becoming nearly electric: I can feel the tension rising within us. As Amanda notices the touch, she leans further in and wraps both arms around me. A smile comes to my lips; I am excited to see she wants me to continue.

Both my hands start to explore a little more of her body. My left hand continues to dance around her arm while my right ever so slowly creeps onto the small of her back. As my fingers begin to caress, Amanda quickens her breath. With no sign of negativity, I continue my quest of exploration. My right hand alternates between light fingertips and slightly heavier motions around her lower back. My left moves between her shoulder, elbow, and to the very end of her fingertips. For a good few minutes I just continue to touch her skin with her shirt moved to the side, still wanting to respect her space.

After a time, I shift my weight a little and glance down. Amanda feels the change and brings her gaze to mine. For more than a moment our eyes lock, and a silent conversation ensues. I know this must be the time, and I lean forward to her. One hand slightly moves her brunette hair out of the way as she mimics the forward momentum and begins leaning upward towards me. I lean my head to the side and slowly meet her lips on mine. My mind explodes with the touch; my heart rate increases. My remaining hand floats to the back of her head as the kiss starts to awaken something deep inside me. The dizziness of life crowds inside me and all I can do is enjoy the moment.