Sugary and Sweet, Salty and Savory

Most nights i long for something sugary and sweet...a taste i cant get enough of, a feeling that i indulge in. a smell so tantalizing that im mesmerized by the thought. the memory alone can bring me back to that moment and in that time while the world sits and waits for me to regain conscientiousness i relive every moment of that salty and savory experience. i can remember how sweet his lips taste when i run my tongue across them, and i savor that taste till i can taste it again. i remember how strong his hands feel rubbing against my body. Those warm bubble baths he use to give and long hot oil massages after i'd been towel dried make me grin from ear to ear when i think of them.

There was something sweet and savory about that man... maybe it was his french vanilla skin or the way he smelled of old spice even after a long days work. maybe it was those hazel eyes id get lost in b4 i drifted off to sleep at night. what ever it was i wish i could bottle it up and save it for an eternity... or maybe jus until the next man comes along and fits the profile.

Sometimes i sit and i see him coming towards me. with every strong stride he comes closer and closer, and i squirm in my seat. eventually he's standing over me all 290 lbs of him with those strong arms, he lifts me out my seat and takes me away. im clueless to where im goin but the mere thought of bein with him keeps my questions at bay. i feel protected in his arms. there is a sense of security with him that ive never experienced with any other man. He carries me to his car and sits me in the passenger seat and blind folds me. i dont ask questions i jus go with the flow. he buckles me in and closes my door, hops in the driver's seat and we're off! im nosy so i attempt to remove the blind fold he grabs for my hands i giggle still he says nothing. He takes my left had and begins to suck on my fingers one by one starting with my index finger. i moan a lil then a lil more, the thought of removing the blind fold soon evaporates and the moans increase. i unbuckle my seat belt and feel for the bulge in this pants. i know its there it HAS to be. but he stops me grabs my had and moves it away. i wine a lil, he pulls away and again i reach for the bulge in between his legs. I unzip his pants careful not to harm this wonderful man tool of his. i cant see it but i sure ans hell can feel it and it feels so damn good. i stroke him up and down with my hands. i hear the rumble from his chest the rumble that tells me to keep goin so i do. first i lick him ever so gently, he shutters a lil, i lick more, he adds a moan to his shutter, i engulf his bulge into my mouth and go to work. i forget he's driving so when the car starts to swerve i ease up and work real slow. in and out, in and out his moans increase and the car stops. i can feel he that he is about to reach is peak so i stop and sit up, i grin a lil feeling some what acomplished, and kiss his lips. his lips taste so good that i suck his bottom lip untill he pulls away. "stop" he says, "ill be right back". i hear him pop the trunk and walk around to the back of the car. he grabs something and i hear the tunk close. i get nosey again and lift the blind fold. i see him walkin towards a beautiful beach with a huge blanket a basket and his back pack. i watch him lay out the blanket near the water he leaves the basket and his bag on oppisite corners of the blanket to insure it does not fly away, he takes his shoes off, and makes his way back to the car. by then the blind fold is back over my eyes and i act as i havent seen a thing. i hear a click which lets me know he's opening my door.
"have u been peeking?" he ask.
"no i havent."
"lies all lies"
"i swear i havent seen a thing"
He chuckles and instructs me to remove my pumps. I look up in his direction right eye brow raised and ask "are u serious, these are new painty hose" with no hesitation he slips his hands under my skirt and begins to remove my stockings slow and easy. his touch makes me moist and he knows it thats y he takes his thumb and rubs it across my clit. i ease down in the seat towards his hand and he pulls it away. he removes my stocking and throws then in the back (after he's smelled them.) he then takes me by the hand and helps me out the car while closing the door behind me. We stand in the sand bare foot, toes wiggling, he stands behind me, his hands interlocked with mine. i can feel the bulge in his pants again. .i arch my back and wiggle my ass against him until he pulls away. he instructs me to walk, "Straight ahead" he says "dont worry i got cha". I walk until i feel the blanket under my toes he ask "y did u stop" "i jus assumed that this was where i was suppose to stop" "no keep walkin". so i kept walkin until i was knee deep in water and he said "Stop" i turned towards him he took the blind fold off of my eyes and the first thing i saw was his infectious smile lookin back at me. He began to upbutton my blose, i unbuttoned his pants, he went for my skirt i went for his shirt. soon we were in the middle of the water necked as the sky is blue lost in the lust we called eachother.

With my legs straddles around his waist and he's man hood in my tight warm place we reached a point of exstiacy that we had never reached b4. in the water we were able to try things that gravity wouldnt allow and our inhibitions seemed to float away with the tides. it was like we'd reached love on a new plato.

As the sun began to set he carried me over the blanket and laid me down. as i laid on my side with my chin in my hand, I watched him and smiled while he picked up his bookbag and the basket he'd left on the blanket earlyer that day. i asked "what do u have in those" he replied "hummmm whould u like to know" he sat down beside me with his back to my stomach and began to open the basket. One by one he pulled out strawberries, whip cream, chocolate, and wine. I asked "what are those for? are u tryin to win more points?" he chuckes and lays them out in front of us. he then pulls more out his bookbag, an Off candle, his ipod and travel dock and a 4 pack of "D" batteries. "what else is in there mister i got everything covered?" i asked as he loaded the batteries into the dock and searched for the playlist he named after me on his ipod. "when its ment for u to know u'll find out what else is in my bag." "well excuse me MISTA. guess maybe i should step back and let u do ur thang huh?" "yea can u do that for me Ms. Kendra?" "sure if i can have a kiss?" "u can have a kiss. . " "with tongue?" "with tongue." He kissed me slow at first, i pured a lil cuz he tasted so sweet. then he went a lil harder, rolled me over on my back, and started to move down. when he reached the mounds on my chest he paid them extra close attention. he bit and licked and sucked and kissed my peaks one by one. It felt so good to have his undivided attention. i felt so special. he continued on his journy down my body with his tongue. He went down my stomach past my hips. jus as he got there he took a sniff and said "i'll be back soon." he continued down my right leg to my toes where he admired my fresh pedicure and sucked each one by one. then he made his journey back up my left leg and stopped as he got to my hips. with his hands he spread my legs as if he parted the red sea, with his thumbs and forefingers he parted my lips to reveal my pleasure zone. He blew a lil and i moaned. with hes tongue he danced circles around my spot i wiggled a lil then i wiggled a whole lot. I could tell he was gettin into it cuz he never came up for air, he jus licked and sucked and blew until i exploded then he stopped. He looked up at me and smiled, grabbed for his back pack and pulled out a sheet. We curled up in the night air and watch the sun touch the top of the water with the sound of Tamia's - Almost coming through the speaker of the ipod dock. . . . .How could my mind pull up incidents/Recall dates and times that never happened/How could we celebrate a love that's to late. . .I missed the times that we almost shared/I miss the love that was almost there/I miss the times that we use to kiss/At least in my dreams/Just let me take my time and reminisce/I miss the times that we never had/What happened to us we were almost there/Whoever said it's impossible to miss when you never had/Never almost had you. . .

"KENDRA!!" "hum, yea" when i regain conscientiousness im at work in the cash office counting down my till for the night, im sitting in my ever so famous work uniform which consist of a dingy yellow IKEA shirt my favorite work jeans and my brown and pink new balances. I have a wade of twenties in my had. i must of drifted away in the middle of counting which means imma have to start over. "u said u needed me to sign something" my manager Lesly asked, shes standin over me with a pen in her hand. "o yea damn, hold on" As i drop the money and fumble through papers in my float bag Rachel asks "dude what were u thinkin about? u have been sitting there with those twenties in ur hand for like the last 10 minuets stairing off into space" Lesly say's yea girl ive been callin ur name for the last 5 minuets." Damn really?"