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Meeting A Little One  

rm_Roryardri 75M
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9/20/2009 11:22 am
Meeting A Little One

It was another in an endless string of days. Essie felt the dryness of unshed tears and the echo of unsaid words as she folded the laundry and thought of the lunches for the morning. Then, almost unbidden, she thought of him.
He wasn’t anything special. Average looks, probably ten years older than her, decent body, balding. But those eyes and that smile. Essie almost giggled, then felt her face flush. It had been a chance encounter, and nothing happened. Well… not really… but so close, so close.
Connie had taken the girls to the ’s zoo. They often traded, just to give each other a chance to sit and be alone for a short while. A guilty pleasure, but harmless. Until today.
Essie had been feeling the years of a marriage that was more habit than real, and a life that was all demand, and no joy. She tried to concentrate on the trashy novel in her hands, but the ridiculous image of her with some seven foot tall muscle-man, with long streaming blond hair, was just too laughable to sustain her. She felt the warmth of the tears that she tried not to shed.
Then, through tear-dimmed eyes, Essie saw the ice-cream cone. Fudge swirl. A favorite. She looked up. The stranger smiled, his warm blue eyes holding her in a look that was so encompassing she caught her breath. His smile was so open and understanding, and he said not a word. She watched her fingers take the cone and she felt the cold sweet treat on her tongue, as he winked.
Sitting beside her he waited with a patience that made her feel they had all the time in the world. And there was nowhere else he wanted to be, than sitting in the zoo with her. This was the stuff of her fantasies come to life. On some level she felt it was crazy, but for this moment she had no desire to stop. The ice cream tasted so good, and the nearness of him, just being with her…. Seeming to know her thoughts, he reached over and drew her against his chest, his arm enfolding her and making her feel protected. How could he know?
Essie finished the ice cream and licked her fingers. He handed her a napkin, and helped clean her lips. She thought he would kiss her, the way, his fingers lingered on her lips, and his warm eyes devoured her. She knew she would not stop him. He rose, pulling her to her feet. His arm around her possessively, he led her along the path. The old zoo had never seemed so charming or beautiful. He pointed to the eagle, fanning his great wings, the playful polar bears. She felt as though she had never been here before.
Finally, in a small alcove near the bird house, he turned to her and lightly kissed her, and held her in his arms. She could feel his body all along hers. She felt his warmth and his strength, and , yes, she felt his hardness, but it was just there. And Essie felt her own body, melting into his, becoming one with his body, and she felt so fulfilled and whole. She felt her nipples harden and she hoped he could feel them through the clothes that only seemed to enflame the situation.
His hands slid down to cup her bottom and he lightly slapped her fanny. She shivered. She longed to be held and to hold. She longed to surrender to him. She knew that he found joy in her and in being here with her. How long had it been since she had felt this way? She pushed the thought away. She wanted only to feel his arms about her and his breath teasing her ear, and his hands holding her ass and making her keep contact with his hardness. She heard his husky whisper,
“My little girl. Sweet one. I have watched you and wanted you for so long.”
She felt the flush of pleasure go through her body. She felt the hair of his chest through the open neckline of his shirt, tickling her neck, and she loved it. She wanted to just stay like this forever.
Kissing her forehead, his eyes traveled down her body. She wished she had taken that pilates class. She wanted to be perfect for him.
“You are perfect.” He answered her unspoken fears. Hugging her close, he took her back to the bench where they had met. His fingers seemed reluctant to release her, Tracing across her shoulders, grazing her breasts, touching her lips and her eyes. He gave her a small souvenir monkey and smiled at the joy she took in it.
“Soon.”
He whispered, and walked away. Essie would have thought it was all a bizarre dream, except she could still feel his hands on her fanny and the monkey in her hand was real. She just had time to put it in her purse when Connie and the girls came back, laughing and fighting over who fed the most goats. Somehow, it all seemed sweet and funny. She hugged the girls and her friend.
Later, as they were putting the girls in the car, Connie asked,
“What did you do while we were gone?”
“Just read my book, why?”
“You are fricking glowing. I would have sworn you found time for a quickie.”
Essie laughed but felt the hot flush through her body, and realized just how erotically charged her moment had been. His hands had taken her as they wished. She suddenly realized that had he wanted to he could have taken her right there in that alcove and she would have joined in with pleasure.
“Essie! You are blushing. That must be one hot book, girl.?”
Breathing slowly, trying to compose herself, but half-wanting to confess to her friend, Essie laughed and said : “It must have been the fudge swirl ice cream.”
She saw Connie shake her head and she smiled.

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