The Meet-up (finale)

When I woke up, he was gone.

Did last night really happen? Was last night a dream?

I slowly get outta bed, damn my thighs are sore...last night must've been real. I power-up my laptop & find my fave podcast. I'm gonna take a shower, I gotta figure out what I'm doing. Shit, the water is too hot...much better. Ouch, oh shit, how did I get that bruise? Yeah, last night really happened; stop smiling ho'. Where is he; he said he could stay the entire weekend? I know all my cryin' & drama scared him away, dayum, dayum, dayum. I have GOT to get my shit together...beginning now.

I scream in surprise as he yanks the shower curtain back. He's laughing as he gets in with me...yay, he came back...this is wonderful!

I'm not gonna speak first; no talking Shannon; quiet as a church mouse...yep that's me.
No smiling either beotch, I know you wanna, but don't do it.

I finish rinsing the soap off my body as he lathers up. We switch places a couple times to lather and rinse. Fine, don't speak, I don't care, asshole.

We're now facing each other, I lean my head back to rinse the shampoo outta my hair and he pulls me close with one arm, my back arches and he uses his free hand to take hold of my breast and he puts his wonderfully luscious full lips to it and is sucking.

"Mmmmm," moaning doesn't count as speaking.
No words Shannon, shit, no words.
Where is he going...aww hell no he isn't goingggg...on his knees, his face is in my pussy, rather my pussy is on top of his face.

"Ahhhhhh."
"Mmmmm."
"Ohhhhhhhhh babyyyyyy." Shit, those were words.
"Mmmhhhhhh."
I'm tasting blood...what the hell...I bit my lip as I climaxed.

I lean back and not so gently hit the shower wall, my knees are weak; he's got this big cheese eatin' grin on his face as he stands up. Whateva, you're still an asshole and I roll my eyes & flash him a quick smile.

We get out together, I turn around to shut off the water & turn back to face him holding up a towel.

"Good morning Shannon."
"Good morning." He's drying me off, he's wonderful. I feel myself melting...no, I won't give in.
"I went downstairs to get you some coffee."
How sweet, he's so thoughtful, "thank you." Now who has the big smile on her face.
"So, you still not gonna say anything, no problem...turn around for me baby."

I oblige; he's drying my back and begins rubbing the towel through my hair. He's dripping wet; he must be freezing...finally done, that was nice, very nice.

I begin lotioning my body as he dries off...I ain't sayin' a mumblin' word, nope, not gonna say a single solitary word. I brush my teeth, do my facial routine...oh hell, he sees me watching him dry off. His body is beautiful, a chocolate covered strawberry I could nibble at for the rest of my life.

Whateva, I'm outta here, the bathroom at least, I open the bathroom door...I stop dead in my tracks...there is a ginormous bouquet on the desk...he's wonderful...their odor fills the sunlit room.
I turn around and he's right there...I throw my arms around his neck...I don't care.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you."
"You're welcome baby. I care about you, about us and I want you."
I lean back & look into his eyes.
"Shannon, I want you."

I can't believe he has me speechless, again.