Sweet Girl

 Dear Sweet Girl,

I can feel the wheels in your head turning as you mull over what you have read. Thought about telling you how badly I want to bend you over the couch or how desperately I want your mouth.

Thought about telling you how I want to see you on your back again and look in your eyes while I pump you but really want you to know it is not just about sex for me.

It is the connection. It is knowing what your hand feels like in mine. It is remembering that moment at the restaurant when I slid next to you at the booth and took your hand and you blushed.

We felt something then, I am sure we did.

So now that you know I know you have been reading and thinking too you're probably wondering why I haven't said anything. I have been waiting to see what you do. Waiting to see if you stay silent cuz I am the man and you expect me to pursue you or some such thing.

Or something else.

Hell, I figure you probably need time to process and given the situation of the world it is a little more complex than normal.

But we will see each other. We will have a date, I can feel it.

My lady, I will feel your hand in mine again and your body pressed up against me. It's not if, but when. I have far more to say, but some things will wait for in person.

Three Times

 Hey June,

Looks like this visit makes three times that you have come back to our 'cyber home' not that we visit it much anymore, but it is ours.

Been around for about 14 years or so, hard to believe and yet so damn easy to believe.

Woman, you realize we have known each other for decades and that we are heading towards a place where we can say we have been connected for almost half of our lives.

Long enough to say we have seen us grow older, certainly not kids anymore but not old, not yet.

Got Under Pressure on and just as I wrote this it hit that bit about giving ourselves one more chance. Wasn't intentional on my part and if it was it wasn't conscious.

This is is all stream of conscience, just me thinking out loud and sharing as we once did. Could tell you about remembering you watching me eat and the smile you had on your face.

Could tell you about seeing that same smile when you took me in your mouth and seeing it when we held hands.

That is a big deal to me, it is a sign of connection, union and compatibility.

Hell, I still think our sex was getting better (and it was already good) when I had to leave last time.

We know so damn much about each other and still have so much we don't know. My gut never changes it is feeling, you're a major pain-in-my-ass but I can't imagine never having known you.

You helped me remember what it is about and what it is like. That is invaluable.

I never told you directly to come here, at best I hinted at it and you came. That means something, I treasure the connection and the unspoken communication.

Won't tell you what I expect to happen or what I anticipate but I have my ideas and they include making your toes point. I know how to make you smile and I don't have to think about it, it just happens.

So lean back in my arms and let me carry you for a while. Tell me your dreams, tell me what scares you and walk with me in our world.

We deserve it.

You Rang

 Sweet Juneleh,

I told you the only reason to come here is because you are interested in exploring something more than plain friendship with me. I still hold to that.

Not saying you have to promise the rest of your life or anything like that, can't say that we will or won't wake up in the house we share together 20 years from now. It is too far off.

Do I want to hold and kiss you?

Yes.

Will I ask you to give me your body?

Damn straight, you're sexy as hell to me.

Is it crude to ask you to give me head or to tell you I want to be buried to the hilt in you?

Maybe, but it is true. I remember what it was like and want it all again.

Want to see where it leads and what can happen, but I can wait for it. I'll obviously live if it doesn't happen and so will you, but I think it would be a shame for both of us if we didn't try.

There is something there and we both know it.

It is far more than just wanting you to swallow me again.

It is the deep connection and eternal friendship that has that extra magic touch in it. Slip your hand into mine and take a chance.

One step at a time, life is short, let's see what it feels like and let our connection breathe as it is meant to.

That electric current gives life more life. Come on baby, let's go for a ride and live a little.