ten minutes latter we were still laying atop the bed, sweat sweet on our bodies cooling in the spring time air that breathed through the open window. She was beautiful with her soft hair n my chest. Her head moved up and down in symphonic preciseness of my breathing. My right hand engulfed hers and we staid like that for what in reality was only minutes but in our state of mind felt an eternity. And even an eternity was to short. At long last she moved her hand from mine and stood up, she was as beautiful as a goddess and as modest as the bread bakers daughter. She turned and looked at me, and then walked down the hall. She was gone only a short time and returned with two classes of soda, she handed me one and sipped on the other her self. I had downed half the glass by the time I set it on the night stand to the right of her bed when I realized just how large her bed really was, it was a bead that could fit three people easily and still sleep with room in between.
“Are you ready for another” she said and looked at me hungrily. It was going to be a long day and I would reach a point that I could not go any farther but I hoped that that point would come much later. She set down her drink and moved forward and got on all fours crawling across the bed with the most devious smile on her scrumptious lips. She moved to where she straddled the length of my body and kissed me softly in a playful manor, then she kissed me again this time the embrace was longer.