Being Hers

I suppose I only have myself to blame. I was given a choice and I got exactly what I asked for. I’m the envy of men everywhere I go but people usually don’t look at me, they look at the brown haired woman beside me. She’s tall, slim, very beautiful with pretty eyes, a wonderful smile and a voice that I swear could melt the coldest heart. I know what you’re thinking, any man who had a woman like that should be happy right? Well, let me explain….

“I’m looking for a present for my boss, he’s into antiques and things that are not mass produced.” I said to the shopkeeper.

I’d walked into a curio store that I’d driven past so many times. My boss liked the most weird things, the stranger looking the better and I usually managed to find something that found space on his shelf.

“It’s all I sell Sir, please take a look around and let me know if you have any questions.” Said the woman with a smile.

I found a few things I liked, I kept looking while I decided and spotted a small statue, a small bronze sculpture of a naked woman. It was beautiful. I picked it up and went to ask the lady about it but it felt strange in my hand, almost like it had a low level electric current running through it but it felt good. I knew I had to have it.

“How much would this be if I bought the paperweight too please Ma’am?” I asked, holding both things in my hands.

“Oh, I don’t remember seeing this little thing before, how about $100 for both, I think I had the paperweight priced around $85 right?” She replied.

“Sound wonderful, thank you so much.” I said.

“You uh, doing okay there Marcus?” Said Jack, my boss.

“What?” I replied, I was confused.

“You looked like you were staring into the beyond there my man, you okay?”

“I… Sorry I just, I guess I didn’t sleep well, I don’t remember even coming back from lunch, I went to buy your gift.”

“Marcus, that was 2 days ago, you got me that Aztec looking paperweight, I loved it remember.”

“I.. I really don’t.”

He looked at me to see if I was kidding, his face went a little pale.

“It’s Friday, it’s been pretty quiet, why don’t you take the rest of the day off and go get some rest, you don’t look too good.”

“Okay. Sorry, I don’t know what’s came over me.”

I decided my confusion and inability to focus wouldn’t be good for driving so I took a cab home and let myself in.

“Baby! Where’s your car, are you okay?” Said the woman in my house.

“Who the fuck are you and why are you in my house?” I said angrily.

“Marcus, I’m your girlfriend, you had a fever, the doctor said the infection is giving you amnesia.” Said the woman. She touched my forehead.

“Melissa?” I said.

“Yes my love, you’re burning up, come, lets get you to bed.”

She took my hand and led me to my bedroom where she started taking off my clothes. I knew her name, my room had both of our stuff around it but I thought I was single. I didn’t remember meeting her for the first time, I didn’t remember asking her to move in or how long I’d been with her. She was beautiful too, not just the ‘oh she’s cute’ kind that I’d say to buddies if a hottie passed us in the mall but, why is she not a model beautiful. She left the room and came back with a cold washcloth and held it against my forehead.

“I hate seeing that empty look in your eyes, like you don’t know me, like you’ve forgotten our love.” She said, softly rubbing my arm.

“I’m so sorry, I really don’t.” I said.

“I’m making you some tea, you can drink it and take your pills then get some rest okay. Get undressed then get into bed.” She said then left the room.

I looked at the picture on my dresser, it was me with Melissa in my arms, she was kissing me and it looked like I was laughing while trying to take the picture. I drank the tea she brought me, took the pills and went to sleep. I didn’t know what time it was when I woke but I could remember more. I’d met Melissa at a party, she’d found me fascinating and we hit it off, I asked her to move in after a whirlwind romance. I remember her giving me my first blow job in the back of a cab, I remember that she loved to sit on my face and loved being woken with my hard cock pressing against her ass. I rolled over and she was laying next to me, fast asleep with our thin sheets letting me see the outline of her body. She was perfect, how the fuck did I get so lucky. I snuggled up against her, my cock getting hard at the feeling of her naked body pressed against mine.

“Mmm, you sure know how to turn me on.” She said with a smile.

“I can’t believe a woman so perfect chose me.” I said, kissing her neck how she liked it.

“I’m going to take that nice hard cock as you’re feeling better, why don’t you slide it in me, you’ve made me nice and wet already.” She said, almost purring.

Melissa moved her hips a little and I pushed inside her with ease, she felt amazing and my gentle thrusts felt like my cock was wrapped in pure bliss with each one. I reached up to play with her breasts, her firm, pert breasts and sensitive nipples that would set her off every time and after a few more thrusts and light pinches on her nipple she was cumming, squeezing my cock even tighter. Her climaxes usually set mine off, I pushed in as deep as I could go and erupted inside her, groaning as I sprayed my hot seed into my beautiful girlfriend.

“That was so good.” She said when I was spent, still catching her breath.

“It was, I love you Melissa.” I replied, kissing her neck.

“Careful, kissing me like that you’ll set me off again.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“It’s the weekend and it’s only 7am, I’d rather you slept longer baby.”

“Fine.” I said then rolled over to sleep again.

I woke to the smell of coffee and bacon, I got up and put my robe on and Melissa was in the kitchen just plating up breakfast.