Romance

Whispers of Desire…

In a magnetic moment beneath the sun, your captivating presence commands attention. As our eyes lock, I’m enchanted by the allure of your lips, a seductive masterpiece that beckons exploration. It’s a tantalizing challenge, and I revel in the thrill of your beguiling gaze, so intense it sparks wild thoughts, making words futile.

Your silhouette casts a spell, but instead of disdain for its shadow, I find myself yearning to be close, my hands longing to trace every curve. Your collarbone, a delicate canvas, invites the dance of fingertips, journeying upward to the tender under-ear, then daringly down to intertwine with a cascade of hair, gently tugging.

Your eyes, an undeniable force, unleash a torrent of desires that words struggle to capture. Instead, I’d choose to speak through a silent language exchanged in the depth of your gaze, letting the fire between us burn bright without restraint.

In this dance of desire, I imagine not just a fleeting encounter, but a symphony of sensations. Your lips, a playground of temptation, invite a teasing exploration, leaving you yearning for more. It’s a game of passion, where the journey is as intoxicating as the destination.

Oh, the possibilities of what we could explore, defying conventions with every touch. I’ll be your unconventional guide, leading you to screams from the depth of your stomach, cries for more that echo in the day and night, an endless downpour of shared ecstasy.

As we see the night..

Satin slip night gown… your beauty hidden by the gown creates the excitement. It makes the peripheral nervous system get a signal and forwards it to the brain. the hypothalamus is swimming in the soup of testosterone making me forget the yesterday and tomorrow. “You are hot,” I said, “Spaghetti straps, check. Deep V neck, check. Split thigh, double check”.

I grabbed her by the waist with my right hand while I traced the visible skin on the split thigh with the tips of my left-hand fingers, “ah! It’s a good thing you didn’t do your nails. After all there’s a perk”, She said, while she felt the tinge. I wrapped my arms around her hips, my palms rested on her loins. I place my head on the groin while I sat there on the couch. “It’s hot in here, I hear the blood stream rush inside you”, I said. She placed her hands on my scalp, ruffled my hair. She repeatedly ran her fingers through the temporal region down to the occiput in a teasing pace. It eased my mind. I squeezed gently on her loins; she pressed her hands on my shoulders. my thumb fingers ran through the curves of her waist. She slipped her hands inside my tank. I slipped my left hand through the split thigh and clasped her inner thigh from the back. She lost the balance in her knee, I stood up holding her. She’s hugging me tight. “Your heart beats fast… faster…”, she said. “This is why I love that you are short” I said, “listen to the stories my heart talks about you”. she looked me in the eye, I stared into hers. We were gazing deep into each other eyes until we finally found our souls. Her pupils dilated; I saw her eyes moistened. “She’s calling me”, I thought. She’s yanking the tank off of me while I slammed her into the wall. I picked her up and positioned myself tightly against her groins. Our temples through chin aligned in line. Her whole-body rested comfortably on my thighs and my hands were free. I grabbed her head by the jaw to bring close to mine. I brushed my nose against hers, I left a heavy breath on her right cheek. I moved my lips close to her and stopped just by a whisker; she took a sneak peek at my lips and went for the kiss. I dodged and smiled. I kissed her on eye lashes, I kissed on her eye brows, she looked me in the eye and left a smacker on my nose. I seized hold of her hair from the back and pulled down to evince her throat. I gazed at the lips and the eyes, I left a breath at her lips and moved down to the base of the throat, I kissed it. The kiss on the nape of the neck left a hickey, I kissed her on the cords, licked it, “I know the reason why your voice is sweet”, I said as I enclosed my lips around the vocal folds. I followed to kiss her under the ear. She pressed her hands hard on my shoulders. I ripped her gown by the straps to see my breast friends. I noticed how safe and sound they were. I pressed my chest against hers. She held me tight. I slipped my two fingers down her thong on to the pubic mound. “Is it a thong, tanga, hipster, whatever” I thought. I continued kissing her on the neck while I massaged the mons with light pressure, she moaned my name, “I love it”, I said. I moved my fingers four inches down the mons. I cupped the region with my fingers while they rested. I lightly brushed my lips on hers, a feather light pressure at first just as barely grazing on hers. She opened her mouth widely; I had an unrestricted access to initiate a first tentative tongue contact. I also slowly initiated motion with my fingers, I started rubbing gently, “find it…” she said, “I know…” I said and I immediately locked her lips with mine making her talking to cease, “controlled breathe, higher pleasure…” I said, “no talking…”, her lower lip was between mine, I lightly swept the tip of my tongue over her lower lip. one solid smooth swift motion for less than a second. I slowly slide my tongue in her mouth, I placed it above hers, “She reciprocates to my actions”, I thought. she’s moved the tongue around. I kept my fingers inside the thong continue the motion up and down and back and forth while I played her lips with mine. She moaned my name inside my mouth, “your fingers are a magic… you found it…” she said as her pleasure grew wilder. I continued to give it to her while I walked towards the bed. She moaned from her chest this time. I quickly retracted my hand and placed her on the bed. my boxers descended to the floor.

Repentance

She’s sitting on the couch after yelling at me for five minutes. she’s not furious just an adorable yell. I sit next to her, “scoot” I say. she nudges me. I put my right hand on her neck. massage it. I move close and I kiss on her shoulder. she stays still. I turn right and I see a dangling earring. “Do you know your ears are hot can one have hot ears? I thought to myself. I lick her left ear and rest my lips on side of her neck under the ear. she closes her eyes and put her left hand on my crown, she wants to snap but her desire dominates her hesitation. I move my right hand onto her right hip. gently squeeze it. You love it I know, ” I say. she wants to look like she’s still mad, “stop acting” I say. “I am…. not. she took pauses to say because I am running my left-hand fingers on her inner thighs. I pull her swiftly close to me, “amor” she says. “I love it when you say it “I say to her, “it’s so sweet”, she turns left and faces me. “Baby I want to be mad at you” she says in her absolutely sensual tone, “but baby I can’t” I tap her on hip and she hops onto me. “how’d you know that?” I ask. “I have a great intuition” she says. “you do… you do… I will put into some good use every day ,” I say. “Adorable idiot” she says and kisses me on the temple. “You are, adorably stupid” I say and I cup her cheeks. “I see water in your eyes baby” I say to her, “shows how much you care for me” I kiss her lashes. I leave a smacker on her right cheek, she’s blushing, “shows how happy you are with me” I say. I trace the contours of her left cheek bone with my tongue. I leave another smacker on the cheek, she is breathing at pace, “baby doll, show me how feisty you can be with me”, I sat and move my lips close to hers. she kisses me and I suck them till I drew the last ounce of blood from her toes. she gives me her tongue, baby “show me how much love you hold for me” I say to her. she takes off my shirt and I put my hands inside hers. I passionately kiss her on the neck down to the nape of the neck while I am trying to unhook the brassiere, “can’t do it”. she stops kissing and says, “it unhooks in the front” I say “Aha! Well, that explains everything” and my fingers made my way to the front..

It Just Happens …

“Love at First Sight” – I was deeply skeptical about the concept for various reasons but things changed since a while. After I waited sometime, for a considerably good amount of time.

SCENE – 1

There she sat, alone! Such an adorable woman in cashmere golden complexion. She is wearing a comfy but stylish gored long skirt, a flattering gored skirt ending in a flirty full hemline. She is wearing a top made from a fine gossamer chiffon, this beautiful sheer top drapes incredibly to create a perfect profile. The whole aura of her dressing combines just the right amount of sexiness, yet it’s incredibly feminine sending you the romantic vibe surrounding her.

“Sir, your coffee”, the waitress intervened my thoughts. I walked straight towards her table with my coffee mug. While I was in the midst of talking to my heart, to fathom out a way from the dilemma of talking to her, my insanely not so wise mind, has taken the lead.

“Excuse me!”, I said

“Yes, What is it?”, She replied in a perplexed tone.

With a lot of courage, after months of struggle to garner the same, I asked her, “What if I tell a woman that she’s beautiful, do you think she would slap me?”

Raising her eyebrows and lowering the corners of her lips on either side, now in a more confounded state, “if it’s just a compliment then I don’t think so”, She replied.

“Well, thank you so much and by the way”, with an optimistic gut feeling and in firm voice, I said “You look beautiful”.

She slid the book in her hand on to the table, letting herself lean towards her front end of the table. she composed herself with serenity but this time her lips raised and apart revealing an unforced smile, then came the most pleasing response, “Thank you but you just stole it from me”.

“Excuse me!”, I replied momentarily while I was quite astonished with the response and I was excited to confirm on what she meant.

“I meant, that you are looking handsome and strangely smart too”, She confirmed.

This doesn’t usually happen with a girl, accepting what you said, responding positively while suggesting you her subtle interest. when there is an opportunity, as it is here, that is the moment where you should probably be ready to nail it down in the next session of talk with her.

“Are you waiting for someone”, I asked in cock-a-hoop.

“Not really”, she said, “apparently it’s yours, if you’d want to join me”, guiding me with her fingers to the vacant seat in front of her on the other side of the table.

“Well, that was my intention, wasn’t it?” I said to myself. I placed the mug on the table. I pulled out the chair and made room for myself in order to sit comfortably, leaving my hands free on the table with my palms each touching on either side of the mug, loosening my calves and my legs crossed, “damn it!” I thought, “better late than never”, I asked her, “Would you like to have coffee or something?”.

“No, I am fine and thank you”, She answered and continued, “So what is it? Is there anything that you would want me to help with?”.

Didn’t really know how should I answer her straight forward question, but yes, I should make something out of this or everything which has been reached this far will be going into vain.

“Oh no, there is nothing as such”, I replied, “but doesn’t it imply something when a random guy from nowhere walks up to a girl to strike a conversation with her? there could possibly be several reasons but I hope you know the popular of ’em all” I continued, “I am sure you do, So my answer is the obvious but let’s not talk much about it for now. Although, my presence here is for completely a different purpose but the purpose kept changing with our talk”.

“Is it”, She said and breathed out.

“Yeah! So, my purpose is variable, it’s not defined yet”, I said, “by the way, I like the book. I read it, maybe 3 or 4 times”.

“Ah huh!”, She said nodding her head up and down, “what part of the book, did you like the most?”.

“When the male and female protagonists meet for the very first time”, I said.

“you player”, She murmured, tucking her hair into the left ear evincing the long golden dangle ear rings, “Did you come here prepared?” She asked.

“Sorry, What? I missed out”, I responded and then I took the first sip of my coffee.

“Never mind”, She said. She kept looking at the diagonally opposite table couple of feet away from ours. I hesitated to barge in but then in sometime she helped me hop onto her boat.

“look at them..”, She pointed at the pair sitting out there on the table and kept saying, “It’s so crazy to see each of them being busy with their mobile phones while they have actually come out to spend time with each other”.

“Oh, Yes! I must agree with you.” I said, “With advancement in the technology, life has become more of mechanical and it has been a commonplace to see such people”.

“Whatever, its unrelated to us and we should not even be talking about them”, she momentarily felt discomforted, “You know, its not a right thing to do. Correct?”, She asked.

“Yes, but no worries”, I tried to make her feel better, “don’t feel bad about it”, I said.

“I wanna ask something”, she came a bit closer to the table now, “Why do you think people fall in love?”, She asked. I could see the curiosity in her eyes while she was looking for the answer to this question.

************* Phone Ringing *************

“Excuse me”, She said before answering the call.

I thanked god for the uncanny break in the conversation. while she kept talking for a few minutes, I had enough time to compose my answer.

“Okay, I am sorry. You know, It’s dad” She continued while checking her notification bar and consequently swiping of all the unnecessary popups, “Yes, So tell me why would one fall in love?”, She recalled the question.

“It is going to take a while If I have to give you a true sense of it,” I said winking my eyes.

“Let me tell you”, she said resting her back on the backrest of the chair, “I have come here to meet someone, in all honesty, today I am supposed to meet my would be”.

“Oh! Great.” I said instantly.

“Yeah! but he hasn’t shown up. I have been waiting here for 30 min or so”, she said, “Dad actually called me to do a check on this. I don’t think he is gonna come anyway. So, I have lot of time, don’t hesitate, please go ahead”.

“There can be many reasons why people fall in love, what I reckon is there are different cases. I personally categorize them into three pieces of a full pie.

One, The couple have been friends for a long time, they know each other very well. It’s just the fear of losing one another is triggering a feeling in them to build a stability on the relationship, that leading to an intrinsic feeling of fear to live without each other and they eventually are falling in love.

Two, The other category are those who are constantly in search of love. They just don’t want to live alone and are continuously seeking for some validation. when a boy and a girl who fall into this category meet each other. rest is the obvious, they are falling in love in no time.

Three, The other set of people are those who are on the look out to just have a taste of the relationship. These guys they think that they are in love but their purpose is completely different from the thoughts of falling in love.

“This is what I feel”, I said after devouring lot of her time with a long lecture.

“what is a true love?” she followed up.

“I cannot answer that, I don’t have the experience to put that into perspective”, I said, “should we even question a relationship with the existence of true love?”. I asked.

She let that question slide, “I am flattered with your detailed answer”, She said, to the hilt exposing her apparent joy with her smile and contentment through her eyes, she continued saying, “I have seen people answering naively to this question and for the very first time, I now see someone who’s has put sense into understanding love. I am truly impressed with what you have made intelligible”.

“As you like it”, I replied short and crisp.

“and now I can fathom out the cliche remark ‘all the brainless are in love and the rest are single’ ”, She said nodding her head up & down by slowly turning right uncovering her left cheek with a little cute dimple.

“True but the quote needed an amendment”, I muttered.

“Oh! what change?”, she asked with all the agog.

“Actually people who are intelligent are in love or are interested to be in love,” I paused and sipped coffee for more clear thoughts, “and those who are way north of intelligence tend to be single”, I made my statement.

“Enlighten me”, She said with a veritably puzzled look on her angelic face.

“This might seem funny but it is what it is and this is what I believe”, I said, “People need moral support, care and love. A girl, in more concrete sense, a wife, she is the genesis of all these three and in fact more. Maybe that is why, there is a woman behind a mans success while on the other hand, too intelligent people don’t intend to seek any such need, they are stronger and they know with all their faculties that they can tackle it all by themselves. This is why, maybe, we see an exception where there are people who are successful even by being single”.

“Nice cut”, She said, “ and what about the brainless?”.

“I don’t know but when they are eventually married, wives turns them into responsible and smart men”, I said, “So there are no brainless men as such. All men are brainy”, and she laughed instantly.

“By the way, what about your would be? are you going to get married soon?”, I asked, despite my tautness, with a lot of curiosity and traction while taking another sip of coffee.

“I don’t really know much about him, not even his name or what he does. In fact, I haven’t seen him before. This is arranged by my papa, I’ve naively come here to meet and know more about him in person. So, I am not certain of the marriage”, She said looking right through my eyes.

“Gosh, absolutely far-fetched. You look so beautiful yet committed to an arranged match?” I said, “So, Is it that you are daddys’ daughter?”.

“Oh! Hell yeah”, She replied with her mouth wide opened while placing hands crisscrossed on her belly and making herself feel cozy in manner.

“But you know, It is plausible that you might had a boyfriend. Don’t you wanna lie please”, I shot back.

“Ah no! No way!” She replied instantly.

“Alright! I get it. but you are a popular girl, aren’t you?”, I asked.

“doesn’t hurt me if I agree, does it? “, She said.

Ah! her innocence while answering the question was insurmountable. “There you go, so what was wrong with them?”, I asked.

“Lameness”, She replied with a cute smile on her elfin dolled up lips.

“Aha! what do you look for in a person or in your man”, I asked waiting no more.

“He should be intelligent and caring”, She said.

“That is all you look for?”, I asked with much of dubiety.

“Yes, I don’t go by looks, neither by how he dresses up unless he’s not an opposite to hipster. At the end of the day, all that matters is how much love and care he shows upon you. In effect, that is what drives the relationship”, She delineated, “and when one is intelligent, I believe he understands his woman.”

“I don’t know if I am Intelligent, we could confab on it later but I am darn sure that I am a caring person”, I tried to talk my heart out.

“I can see it through your eyes”, She said.

I was lost in my thoughts and could not construct words to carry forward the conversation. Silence prevailed in the ambiance for more time than it should usually be, time flowed by as we exchanged looks. I was able to read through her mind, it felt as If I was engaged in telepathy which ensued in succoring me to acknowledge that her heed knocked the door of endearment. She hesitated to break the ice and continued gazing intermittently while I tried to aid the state at my best.

As we were in the swoon of blithe, the moment had been obstructed with the invasion of off-comers into our beatific territory. Damn!

“So, why don’t we… let ourselves take this forward?”, I asked recessing in between.

“but I just know you mentally”, She said, “I would like to know how the grass looks on the other side”.

“I assure it is greener on the other side of the fence”, I said.

“You are intriguing to me, I hope this isn’t unreal”, She said, “What do you do? we haven’t talked anything about it yet”.

“Make a guess”, I said winking an eye.

“Do you work for a firm? a consulting firm maybe ?”, She said, “because you are wheedling in your way”, with a tongue in cheek.

“ha ha. No, I don’t work for any firm but”, I said and had my last sip of coffee, “I try helping people with their lives”.

“a goof”, She said in a coltish tone swaying side to side, “Are you a psychologist?”, she asked.

“Not really. I am an attending physician with cardiology as a sub-specialty, currently holding a fellowship at the American Cardiology College. Once I complete the fellowship, I may earn sub-specialty certification from an American Board of Medical Specialties approved specialty-certifying board”, I described her, “It is going to take couple of more years before I get approved then it’s the obvious, you are independent to take charge”.

“Amazing”, She said, “You’ve made it. Four years of college, four years of medical school, and three years of residency. You’ve earned a fellowship at a prestigious college, that is seriously awesome, doctor”

“Not yet”, I said instantly.

“you are almost a doctor, a cardiologist”, She expressed her endorsement.

“Alright, I’ve got to go but before I take leave, I would like to say few words. I understand that you just know me. well it is unlikely for you to think or relate me to that one person, your dream guy to be precise. While you are very true in this aspect, I am asking you to talk to me for few more times and I leave it on you to choose how many more you would want. Eventually, you will have a choice to make when the right time comes, meanwhile I will keep waiting for that auspicious moment. For now and forever, I intend to tell you to have hope and faith”, I got up from my chair, slid down right hand into the right pocket of my jeans, drew out a card, “Here it is, my visiting card, you can call me if you would like to and there’s the number, +1 xxx xxx xxxx”, I said and proceeded to leave.

“Excuse me”, she called out in most possibly gratifying voice, “one quick question”, She said. 

“What is it?”, I asked.

“Do you believe in love at first sight?”, She asked yet again in dubiety.

“Substantial question”, I said and smiled, “you better go home, you might figure it out by yourself, trust me, try getting down to brass tracks and you will love seeing the big picture” and I left the place.

SCENE – 2

to be continued…

Finding the fruits of my spirit …