[THE NEED] PART THREE. AN EROTIC SHORT STORY FEATURING LEELEE AINT MSBEHAVIN

[THE NEED] PART THREE. AN EROTIC SHORT STORY FEATURING LEELEE AINT MSBEHAVIN
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I am at my apartment smoking a blunt and listening to "Midnite and Dezaries" song "" and thinking of what I am going to say to her on the phone as I pick it up and dial her number.
It has been so long since I have really talked to a woman who I had intentions with... who I wanted to remain with.
She picks up and as soon as I hear her voice I am calmed and I start to talk to her about how glad I was for that time on the bus.
I also tell her how good she looked to me. I have never really been one to mince words once I get started and this was no exception.
It is now or never and I am not about to let her get away now that she is so close.
I lay back and listen to her voice as it sinks into my pores and visualize her in my arms, the feel of her breast pushing against me. We talk of so many things in such a short time and I feel as if she is feeling me so I ask her what she is doing right now.

As night fall approached I fell down with the sun. Exhausted from my hectic day. I pour a glass of wine and savor the rare quiet moment in my otherwise chaotic house. My two sons wrestled themselves into deep slumber.

I close my eyes as I take a sip of my wine and my thoughts drift back to my short conversations with Jerald. I can't remember the last time I talked to a man who made me feel so alive. Almost forgot! I told him I would call. As soon as I reached for the phone, it rings.

I heard his voice on the other end of the phone and I melted, while butterflies took flight within my stomach. His pleasant voice made me smile and his compliments made me blush. My heart rushed in a frantic beat like Morris code as my body sat still. Engaged in our conversation I didn't want to end. We touched on so many topics and then he asked me what I was doing right now...

*thinks to myself: I hope he asks me out*

I ask her this question with double intentions. I want to see her right now.
She tells me that she is sitting on the couch and listening to me.
I like that answer.
She sounds so relaxed.
I settle back and tell her how good she looks to me when i see her. I also tell her how much i love to see her in a dress. The fullness of her really drives me wild. Talking to her like this makes me remember that its been a long time since i have even touched a woman.
I want her so bad right now.
I ak her if its okay if we see each other tonight.
I just need to be close to her. I want to smell her and look at her lips as she talks to me.
I wait for her answer.
Is it just me or did the room suddenly become warm? This flash of heat didn't appear until my phone rang, my heart sang and I felt that little twang between my thighs. Oh my! What do I make of this? Here I am talking to this man on the phone. The same man I would see on the bus every day. He smile beamed like sun rays and now we're at this moment.

As I sit on the couch and listen to this gentleman say the most beautiful compliments to me, I can't stop smiling. He's starting to awaken these urges I haven't acted on in a long time. His attractiveness plus his attentiveness equals me feeling some kind of way.

He asked me if we could see each other tonight. I froze in my seat, pondering should I? I picture his kind eyes, his warm smile, reliving the giddiness I felt when we were on the bus.

And my answer is...

Yes.

I go into the bathroom in a daze.
Damn! I get to see her tonight.
I climb into the shower and as the water begins to run I see her in my mind again and my dick begins to rise.
I want to stroke it, to take some of the tension off but then tension in its place is a good thing sometimes.
I step out of the shower and go into my bedroom where my clothes are laid out.
All I am gonna wear tonight is some shorts and a sports polo. I feel better when I am comfortable and my clothes reflect that.
I throw on my New Balance walking shoes and rub on just a tad more Egyptian musk. I do not wear jewelry, that is for women... for their adornment. I do not need trappings to justify who I am or to attract attention.
As I walk to her house I wonder what we are going to do tonight.
I want to give her something to remember me by so earlier tonight I stopped by the florists and got her 6 purple carnations. I did not know if she was going to agree with seeing me tonight but I always ere on the side of caution.
I see her apartment and my heart rate increases in anticipation.
I knock and she opens the door...
Damnnnnnn.

I go over the "to do" list in my head. Shower... check. Wax... check. Pretty toes... check. Hair... check. Everything seems to be in order over here. Except for my riddled nerves. You would have thought I've never been around a man before. I just want our first get together... away from the bus... to be nice. I don't know what to expect, but I'm a nervous wreck. The thought of him in my living room makes me happy. The thought of him any where on my body makes me blush. Stephanie Mills interrupts my thought, but I do agree with her. I feel good! I feel good all over! Let me finish getting ready.

I lotion up, put on the bra and matching thong I bought from Victoria's Secret a week ago and a sexy sundress. The colors compliment my skin tone and the dress hugs the curves of my thick body. I slide on my strappy sandals, not that big of a heel. As I look at my reflexion in the mirror, I nod in approval. I just hope he likes it. I put on my little accessories and spray on some poppy by coach. I have some wine chilling and some beer in the refrigerator. I wasn't sure which one he would prefer. Fruit, cheese and crackers are out, just in case. I don't even know if he'll like this. I hope he does. I'm so damn nervous and excited at the same time. I take one last look at my hair and make up before...

The knock at my door let's me know that he's here.

I open the door and greet him with a smile.

When I was younger the "art of noise" had a song out called moments in love and I listened to it a lot. I always imagined lyrics to that song when I listened to it.
Right now I feel as if I have discovered those lyrics in living form.
I stand there at the door for a second drinking here in and she says "Are those for me?"
I answer yes and she takes the flowers from my hands and invites me in.
I follow her and catch myself looking at her ass as it undulates beneath the fabric of the dress she wears.
She motions for me to sit down on the couch and she holds the flowers to her nose and inhales their scent as she walks to the kitchen and comes back with them in a vase.
I see that she has laid out some cheese and crackers and I nibble at them as she sits next to me and we talk.
I keep looking at her legs, her skin and into her eyes and before I can catch myself I reach out and cup her chin and lean in to kiss her.
I have envisioned this moment for so long.
Even as I lean in I am hoping that I have not fucked up the moment.

I open the door to find this beautiful man standing in front of me with flowers in hand. I'm elated as I let him in. I show him to the couch, then I walk into the kitchen so I can put these purple beauty's in a vase with some water. They smell lovely. I sit next to Jerald and place the vase on the table. I see he likes the snacks. The way his eyes traveled from my head to my toes and all points in between, its safe to assume that he approves of my dress as well. I cannot feel the electricity between us. Our eyes meet and I can see his hunger. Can he see mine? It must be obvious, because he reaches out and cups my chin. He leans in to kiss me. The butterflies that were once fluttering inside of my stomach flew away. They can't stand the heat that is smoldering down below. His lips moving closer to mine. Chills trickle up and down my spine. He wants this. I definitely want this. And in a split second...

We kiss.

I touch her lips with mine and I can't seem to stop. My hand falls to her thigh and she leans into me. I feel her skin through the fabric and I know that I must have her. I reach up and carress her nipple through the fabric and I feel it grow hard as a moan escapes her lips.
I cant seem to stop as my tongue in in her mouth, her tongue is in mine.
I reach into her dress and pull her breast out and suck her nipple into my mouth. I have thrown all my caution to the wind, I need her so badly right now. Her legs fall open and I move my hand between her thighs.
It feels like a furnace behind the smoothness of her panties and I rub her through them before I pull them to the side and brush her clit. Play with her pussy lips.
I hear her moan again and it makes my dick grow even harder.
I stand and look at her and she make no effort to conceal anything as she reaches up and pulls me me back down.

Our lips touch and everything inside of me comes alive. I lean into him as his hands travel up and down my curves. My mind is telling me no Lisa! Its too soon. But my body is screaming out for his erection. Our tongues play tug a war as we passionately kiss. He sucks on my my breast and I'm aroused. A lady shouldn't be doing this on a first date, but common sense flew out the window as his hands explored between my thighs. There's only one thing that can extinguish the flames that burns inside of me. We are at the point of no return, nor do I want to. Each touch has me moan in wanting. I crave this man. He stands in front of me and my eyes stroll down to the engorgement in his pants. Mmmmmmmmm... I think he needs to be released. I pull him towards me and start to undo his pants...

She takes the button loose on my shorts and zips down my pants and my hard dick springs into view and it takes her by surprise. I can see it in her eyes as she takes it in her hand and strokes it.
I float on the high of her touching me for a minute or two before I pull away and go to my knees on the floor in front of the couch and kiss at her inner thighs. The smell of her sex plays across my nose like a violin concerto and I tear the thongs from her hips and fling them to the side as I place me head between her legs and kiss her on her swollen clit as I suck it into my mouth and push her legs open even wider.
I want to see all of her and she throws her legs into the air.
I reach up and grab her breasts and hold them as I lick her and hum on her pussy.
She tastes so good that I want her to cum in my mouth and I play with her clit with my lips and tongue as I put one of my fingers in her pussy and play with her g spot..

He dropped his pants exposing his hard dick. Surprised at first, but then I start to stroking it.

He kneels down to the floor and starts kissing my inner thighs. Then he ripped my thong off of me. My hands grab his head and I pull him in. He pushes my legs open as he sucks and licks away at my sweetness.

I moan as he continues to maneuver his tongue inside of me. A steady flow of nectar pours from my pussy to his mouth quenching his thirst.

I take him by the hand and lead him to my bedroom, where I proceed to lay him on his back. His eyes roll back as I take him in my mouth. His dick throbs as I suck on his prutuding erection. My tongue slowly slides up and down his thick shaft and he moans in pleasure.

I see the fire in his eyes. His desire is plain to see. Neither one of us can ignore the urgency of our need. My heartbeat is racing at a fevered pace. I'm aching to have him inside of me...

 I wake up.
Damn!
Where is my phone?
That was the most vivid dream that I have had in a long time and it has just made me want her even more.
I remember how her skin felt in my dream and my body responds to even that gentle nudge. I dial her number and she answers after the third ring and her voice sounds husky as if she has been asleep.
We talk for awhile and I ask her if we can go somwhere and talk.
I wait for her answer.

The phone wakes me from my very erotic dream. It felt so real. Real enough that my panties are wet and there's throbbing down there. As I reached to answer the phone, I noticed my hands are soaked from my virtual dream. I washed my hands before I pick up the phone. It's Jerald. I can feel my face glowing. We talked for a few minutes and he asked me if we could meet somewhere and talk. My answer is...

Yes.