Tonight I spent another blissful evening with Steph, my muse, my inspiration. Truth is I?ve been holding out on everyone and kept her to myself, perhaps to hope, to wish?to dream. My apologies for my selfishness, but for those lucky enough to have to opportunity to meet her, you will understand.
We met a few months ago and we hit it off right away from our first encounter. Each meeting seems to build on the previous. Our evenings together are a microcosm of a slice of heaven, conversations about our daily toils are set aside to focus on us, our moment, albeit brief, where nothing else matters. We always share a glass of wine but never seem to finish it as we are too busy talking, kissing, caressing, slowly savouring every pleasurable second together.
This evening, as usual, we seamlessly flow from one position to another, doing what feels good, what feels right. She gives herself completely to me and I to her, nothing is held back, nothing else matters. Knowing what pleases her from her quiet moans, squirms and the touch of her hand as she runs her fingers through my hair. Our kiss is more intense than ever as we are one, staring into each other eyes. She bites my lip, lightly at first then harder, the passion is intoxicating. Our rhythm increases as we whisper words of appreciation and admiration until the whispers turn into a full body blitz of mutual ecstasy. As we spend a few minutes in the afterglow, we realize that our time in Nirvana has come and gone. But not for long, until we meet again.
Steph is the quintessential GFE, there are few girls that match her beauty, attitude and passion. Treat her well.