(Lost in his thoughts yet again, Eric stands in the corner of the porch creating the story from where he left off in his office. The blanket of darkness has come upon him, and shields him from the new comers to the party as well as those who are already there. The porch light shines just enough to show those who are coming the image of someone from his waist down. Cars move slowly up and down the street to avoid autos that are parked along the way, curious as to what is happening. Cheryl is leaving and decided to throw a little gathering to thank her friends; however, Eric doesn’t feel comfortable because of their past relationship and how people still gossip about the two of them sneaking around even though she is involved with Jeff. Cheryl and Eric are friends; yet, they can only truly deal with one another one on one to curb the gossip. Besides Eric has always been attracted to Mariah.

The light glares off his glossy black slacks, making them seem as if they were silk. Inside, the house is a buzz with all the voices chattering and the music resounding across the vibrations. The scent of fresh air grasps him, and with the closing of his eyes, he imagines the sounds of the ocean, splashing against the rocks until he feels like he is there. Suddenly, the porch turns into his cottage on the beach, the stars ignite the sky as if there were millions of candles lit all at once, the fresh air moves the waves, as he watches them climb the beach to touch the feet of his love Mariah. The bubbles form upon her feet as the shoreline moves away from her, leaving sand and sediment behind upon her small feet. Eric’s mind begins to tell his story).

Standing on the small worn porch of the cottage, admiring her beauty from afar, my thoughts remind me that there was a purpose in returning to this cottage and leaving her on the beach. The night sky called to me, and echoes throughout the room. Quickly, I ran inside the cottage to retrieve the vanilla oil. The one candle burning in the corner of the room creates a shadow that danced along the wall. Grabbing the oil, the bottle began to slip from my hands as the residue of oil covered the bottle. Jumping from the top stair, my feet slam into the sand, engraining between my toes. Rushing back, she still lay there awaiting me. With the sounds of the earth behind us, I placed the oil in my hand to warm it. The oil is rubbed into her shoulders deeply, fighting through the stress of life. The feeling of the oil running down my wrist tells me to speed us slightly. As I move down her back, the bikini bra hinders me. With one hand, the strap is pulled, relaxing her succulent round brown breasts and making this easier. Each part of her back, from her spine, up to her shoulders, the sides of her frame, and lower back were massaged. The scent from the vanilla oil captured my thoughts. Not knowing how far she would let me go, I moved further down her back awaiting her to stop me; yet, she allowed me to continue. The string on the side of her bikini was the last obstacle in order to see this body in person. The string gave way and I pulled them from her. Still lying on her stomach, she lifted a little to pull them from her.

Straddling her body near her ankles, I focused on rubbing the oil deeply into her body. Starting at her calves, my hands moved slowly; yet, firmly up her thighs. With each movement, her body spoke to me. My eyes could see a map of her life written on sections of her body. Age, and the situations we have in life all leave a trail; however, her body was still perfect. The night sky would continue to hide us from viewing eyes. As she rolled over, my eyes were treated to one of the most beautiful sights. The moon glistened off of her body, creating a glorious event. My hands attached to her ankles and rubbed her legs with firmness and softness. (Suddenly Eric is interrupted yet again with a soft tap. Who could it be?).

To be continued………

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