Friday, 7:42am
Gina stretched lazily as she opened her eyes to the soft pelters of the rain against the widow. Her body felt alive, a feeling she had not had for months. She blushed all over as she remembered the events from last night.
Her Dave. He slept soundly at the other end of the bed, naked except for the white sheet that covered his genitals. Gina looked longingly at him. She would never get enough of his touch now, would she?
Her mind went back to the previous night. They had agreed to meet at his place for a long overdue conversation. It was meant to be just that, a conversation.
Thursday (the previous day) 6pm.
Her phone rang, this was the fifth call in 8 minutes. Dave would not take no for an answer.
'Gina' He breathed her name into the phone.
'We need to talk. You can't hide from me, forever'
'Alright, Dave. When and where?'
'How about tonight? My place? I make terrific spaghetti'
'Liar' Gina laughed and promised to meet him in an hour.
She wore a flowery gown that Adrian gifted her on her last birthday, her face devoid of make up, except for the lipgloss that light caressed her lips. She grabbed her purse and headed for the door.
'Taxi' Gina hailed the first cab and promptly reeled out her destination. It should take her half an hour, if there was no traffic. Her journey was smooth and hilarious, with the driver cracking jokes once in a while.
The soulful sound coming from Dave's apartment was Gina's favorite jazz song.
She knew the lyrics by heart and she hummed along as she wondered what Dave was up to with the song. The door opened before she knocked, behind it stood Dave with a lopsided grin.
'Heard the car stop, I knew it was you. Welcome, Gee'
'You, rascal. Where's the food, I'm starving.
'Not so fast, come here first'.
Dave pulled her into his arms without warning and planted a kiss on her lips. It was meant to be a quick one, Gina tried to pull away, a soft protest finding its way to her throat. Her hand against his chest, she could feel the light thumping of his heart, the protest sounded weak even to her own ears.
'Stop. I came here to talk'
'Sure about that? I missed you badly, Gee.' That was Dave, breathing the words into her ears and down her neck. Gina knew she should move, but her legs wouldn't budge. Each breath sent shivers down her spine and warmth pooled on her lower belly.
Dave's left arm was holding her small waist, and with his right, he drew an imaginary path through her spine. It was too soon. She needed to tell him her little secret. She could already feel herself getting carried away, her last voice of reasoning fading away with Dave's touch.
His hand had found its way to her brassiere and he lightly pulled at the hook which was in between her modest breasts. Like a traitor, the bra came undone without a protest.
Gina gasped at the light stroke of Dave's finger on her right nipple. She knew it was a lost cause to fight this. It has always been this way with Dave. He stroked it again and she felt warmth trickle down her core. It was a funny sight. They were standing behind the door, fully dressed except for her bra which was still attached to her shoulders by the strap, and she was almost coming undone.
'Inside? Dave asked.
Gina could only nod. Her mouth seemed to have lost its ability to speak. He scooped her into his arms as they went inside. Anticipation filled the air. There was a silence that bore erotic promises for both parties. Dave removed her sandals, and came for the gown.
It was off in split seconds, same with his round neck and jean. She soaked in his manly body, remembering with ease how it felt to be in his arms. It had been ten years, Davina was a reminder of how it was between them the last time...wild, no inhibitions.
Davina, she had come here to tell him about his daughter, but that would have to wait.
Gina spread her arms across his chest, gingerly at first, but bolder as she felt him respond to her touch. She rubbed her palms against his nipple and felt him suck his breath. It was exhilarating. His hand were going up and down her spine, playing around with her ribs as she pleasured him with her mouth.
She sat on his waist, swirling lightly as she kissed him- lips, neck, chest, then his nipples. Dave let her pleasure him in the most intimate way. Her hands knew his body so well and she explored. He had always loved her touch, soothing and simple.
Should I? Gina asked as she lightly touched him. He knew what she meant and nodded. Memories of their last lovemaking flooded his heart as Gina took him in her mouth and stroke him, her tongue circling the tip of his manhood. Dave's hands were on her shoulders as he jerked and came undone.
'Enough, please. Now let me touch you'
He swiftly laid her on her back, pinning her arms above her shoulder. With his tongue, he teased her. Gina melted with each stroke. He loved suckling her nipples, and she loved him for it. The tiny bites he gave her sent her to heaven and back.