Life went on as usual work, friends and pressing problems of life captured me for the first time,and I tried not to think about his act, not to call,not to rush, not knowing how to approach this impossible beloved silent and boring.Today offered a long flight, and that this idea to escape from the thoughts of him, but the extra money does not happen-on the road-HURRAY - only forward and afar...
Night, I drive a car confidently, I like to drive a truck at night on an empty road, drink coffee and everything would be nothing but a mess of thoughts in my head does not tune in to the working mood, and the perception of strangling and groin languor. He is my mother's son from the first marriage, my mother married my father, who was not so young by that time, but it did not prevent them from living for many years in love and understanding.I studied disgustingly, and in General differed from it everything, was the reveler, soul of the company , fights, bruises and fights-for always please.He's a nerd and a wiseass.I ended up driving trucks, I mean. the trucker,he inherited the firm of his father and now runs it.We barely communicate, not because there's no time, because of me.I love him for a long time,I don't even remember when it started,but I do remember him blowing me off-telling me that he was "straight and going to marry the best girl in the world."I'm 26 ему30 and he managed to get a divorce,and I in absentia to finish College and change a bunch of lovers.And how, in our unsociable way of life with each other,did he know I was home alone? And while prospects on a personal level I have zero.Crazy, it's all good!We need to finish this flight and move on somehow.
And here I am at home, and everything as usual-also silence and dust on the furniture. Took a shower, ate a sooooo.Evening.I'm gonna go to a club and get drunk and pick up a guy for the night, but as luck would have it... It didn't...I came home, crawled, brewed coffee and remember our first and only time...
That night, the unexpected call-You-home-Yes.Open the door, he here, came-speaks out. Staring at each other,who,silent and smoke in the kitchen, a cigarette in 3 hits. But why is he so silent and me?.. I, too, good not can squeeze out-hi.Its perfume drives you crazy, in pants boner in my head the current banal vulgar sex.Silent. His lips crooked grin , and his hands fall on my hips-panic-the panic in me-what's that?How? really?Trial a gentle kiss and a " OOO this could not happen ,"the answer is a timid,crazy ,no control and I just melt from the opportunity to stroke and kiss.My tongue began to explore his mouth, and his hands caress the body and cause shivering.Who was trembling?Me ,him ,us, together , it doesn't matter, our bodies are as close as possible.Gently take off his shirt, caress his back with his hands, his skin-velvet for me, touch the tongue nipples ... trembling ,and beside himself grasping the buckle of his trousers painfully in his hands.Incredibly, he caresses me in response and is silent, and only gusty breath and barely perceptible moans break from his lips. Clothes are flying to the floor, almost naked, but not mine yet... Kneel, ask look teeth and gently dragged the boxers. And let the whole world fly into a shambles, I can not restrain my impulse and caress the head of his penis with my tongue, lick, bite ,hear moans, growing moans... I swallow completely, velvet, bliss,I can not stop, I want to give tenderness ,affection ,love and not wait for anything in return, because it is just an incredible surprise.Indefinitely he cums, catching a drop and fool of thoughts happened.We are silent, and smoothly we move to a bedroom. Finally blows the roof when clumsily he begins to caress me. And that's enough for me ,I'm at the limit, at the limit of impossible orgasm. Further already obsession, moans, kisses, caress hands and languages, his feet on my shoulders, greasing, push, fading for a moment and slow immersion in flesh... MY.
The flight was as usual, a gloomy day ,handed over the documents, received the payment-tooska.Home? Home and can call and say that waiting and bored and madly in love? Call, silent.