The Arrival

You arrive at his house feeling relieved and frightened that you are finally here after having dwelled upon what the night might bring. He has asked you to stay the night and you are thrilled at the prospect of being able to sleep next to the one that you so desire to touch.

You climb out of the car with trepidation and excitement at the same time. Your hand is visibly shaking when you go to close the door to your car and you stop to get control of yourself. You feel the moisture leaking from between your legs and think “the hell with it” and march up to the front door to ring the bell. You hesitate again wondering what is in store for the night.

Steeling up enough gumption you push the button and hear nothing from inside the house. Again you push the button and again there is not the resounding chime of the door bell that you have become used to hearing. Now you have to make another decision to open the storm door and knock on the door. This is your chance to turn around and leave if you dare. You are pulled both ways as you hesitate with your hand just above the handle. Again you screw up your courage and open the door to knock. You place two resounding raps on the door and close the storm door again. You hear a rustling from inside the house and feel a twinge deep between your legs which causes you to instinctively pull your legs closer together.

The door opens and he is standing there in front of you and now it is too late to turn and run nor do you want to now. He smiles at you and opens the storm door holding it open for you to enter his house.

As you pass by you can smell everything that is him in your mind and you stop just inside the door so that he can close the doors and show you where he wants you.

He turns from the door and sweeps you up into his arms and buries his face and lips into the left side of your neck. You feel his hot breath and then his lips caress your neck just before you feel his teeth apply just enough pressure to make you week in the knees and the wetness between your legs flow.

He steers you into the living room and leaves you standing while he takes a seat across from where you are standing. He has this smile on his lips that has you wondering what he might have in mind for you. You get chills down your back when he speaks to you with a commanding voice that is just above a whisper and tells you to formally present yourself.

You stand proudly erect facing him and start removing your clothes folding them carefully and placing them on the floor next to you.