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| #Post#: 9460-------------------------------------------------- | |
| An Elegant Romance | |
| By: rclemens86 Date: December 20, 2015, 3:49 pm | |
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| A woman of medium height, loose curly bleach blonde hair, and | |
| emerald green eyes. Her slender frame holstered a messenger bag | |
| across her torso and was dressed of yoga pants and a running | |
| tee. She waited at the corner for the crosswalk sign to 'okay' | |
| her traverse across the street. She pulled her bag to her | |
| tightly and walked through the crosswalk lines as the white | |
| 'walk' sign appeared. Once she hit the other side, she bit her | |
| bottom lip and ran her fingers through her hair. Her thoughts | |
| had been everywhere this week, unable to fully comprehend most | |
| of what was happening around her. | |
| Last week, she walked into a simple coffee shop, on her way to | |
| work, she needed her morning cup to completely function. She | |
| grabbed for a bagel from the bin as well, only to bump into | |
| another hand in the bin. | |
| "Sorry...go ahead." a casual warming voice told her and then the | |
| hand was removed. She chuckled slightly and grabbed her bagel | |
| then looked up at the source of the voice. She was struck stiff | |
| as she met a pair of piercing diamond blue eyes. "Th-thank | |
| you..." she stammered and quickly turned her head forward. | |
| "No problem." She heard him reply. | |
| She continued her visit, getting her coffee, and some cream | |
| cheese. She sat down at one of the only tables open in the busy | |
| shop. Just as she finished spreading cream cheese over her | |
| bagel, a second cup of coffee was set down across the table in | |
| front of her. "Got any room for a stranger here?" that same | |
| voice asked. Her cheeks turned a bright red as she kept her face | |
| towards the table and her food. | |
| "Uh...y-yeah. G-go ahead, I'm not going to be long anyway." She | |
| took a bite of her bagel and sipped her coffee, all while | |
| looking out the window. | |
| "Thanks." She could hear the grin in his voice as he sat down | |
| and it felt like he was staring right at her. "You know...I | |
| won't bite." He laughed a little a few moments later. She looked | |
| up to him with a grin, her cheeks still flushed. | |
| "I'm sorry, I've just...never met...I don't meet random good | |
| looking strangers very often." She practically blurted these | |
| words out and as soon as she heard them, she wanted to take them | |
| back and change her words. He laughed again though and sipped | |
| his own coffee. | |
| "You're a beautiful woman, you shouldn't be ashamed of meeting a | |
| handsome man." He took a bit of a jelly covered bagel and wiped | |
| his lips on a napkin. | |
| #Post#: 9461-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: An Elegant Romance | |
| By: rclemens86 Date: December 20, 2015, 4:26 pm | |
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| She looked up at him, feeling a little better about having | |
| bumped into him. Her blush was strong as ever though. As she | |
| looked at him, she carefully memorized his face, taking in the | |
| small features. | |
| "What's your name?" he asked, curling his fingers around his | |
| coffee cup. She stopped studying his features and met his eyes, | |
| licking her bottom lip and pulling it into her mouth, nipping on | |
| it lightly. | |
| "Sophia." she responded quietly and nibbled on her bagel. | |
| "That's a beautiful name. My grandmother's name was Sophia. I'm | |
| Josh." He carefully put his hand across the table top, making a | |
| more formal greeting with her. She stared at it for a second | |
| before a look of surprise covered her brow. | |
| "Oh, I'm sorry." She took his hand in hers, his warmth invading | |
| the chill of her hand. "It's nice to meet you." She swallowed | |
| hard and gently pulled her hand back after he shook her hand in | |
| his. | |
| "Are you on your way somewhere from here?" he asked her over the | |
| rim of his cup as he put it to his lips. She looked at him, | |
| watched him for a moment. | |
| "I uh...no..." she spoke. "No, I mean, yes! I have to go to work | |
| after this." Suddenly, as though an alarm went off in her head. | |
| She looked to her watch. D*mn internal alarms. She still have | |
| twenty minutes before she had to leave. She cleared her throat | |
| and continued eating her bagel and drinking her coffee. | |
| They spoke for the remaining time, learning little bits about | |
| each other while they could. He talked about his work in | |
| advertising, and questioned her work as a nurse at the hospital. | |
| They made some jokes about work, talked about it's ups and | |
| downs. They talked a little about their outside of work lives. | |
| As that part of the conversation got good, she looked to her | |
| clock and realized she was five minutes late. Knowing she had | |
| five minutes to get to work, she quickly jumped up from the | |
| table. As she said her goodbyes, Josh stood up and stopped her | |
| briefly. He placed his hand on her wrist. " I hope I can run | |
| into you like this again." He smiled and turned from her path. | |
| She rushed out quickly, taking one last glance back to him on | |
| the way out the door. Then she was off to work. | |
| #Post#: 9462-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: An Elegant Romance | |
| By: rclemens86 Date: December 20, 2015, 4:51 pm | |
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| Sophia started jogging down the street, still thinking back on | |
| the events of last week, meeting Josh. She stared ahead as she | |
| jogged, and thought of the way his eyes were like diamonds. She | |
| remembered his thick wavy brown hair, not long but not too short | |
| either. Amidst this thinking, she saw her fingers comb through | |
| his locks. She bit her lip again and slowed her jogging to a | |
| quickened pace of walking. Her apartment was the next building | |
| over and all she could think about was how much she wanted to go | |
| back across town to the cafe and see if he was there. She hadn't | |
| heard from him since they met, she wondered if he even wondered | |
| about her. | |
| She got to her apartment, taking a flight of stairs up to her | |
| door. She unlocked the door and threw her things down on the | |
| table inside. She walked to her kitchenette and made herself a | |
| sandwich and grabbed a cup of yogurt from the fridge. As she | |
| walked back to the table, she pushed her bag to the other side | |
| to make room to sit. After a few moments, her bag slid off the | |
| table, landing with a loud clattering as everything fell out | |
| onto the floor. "Sh*t!" she grumbled and got up. | |
| She started putting things back in her bag, taking this time to | |
| see what was still in there. She had barely opened the thing in | |
| over a month, never really needing anything from it. She found, | |
| inside, and small napkin folded up with the logo of the coffee | |
| shop on it. She looked at it strangely and opened it up only to | |
| read Josh's name and phone number on it. She gasped and grinned. | |
| He must have slipped it in her bag when he stopped her that | |
| morning on the way out. | |
| As she dialed his number a few minutes later, she listened to | |
| the other end and got a voicemail box. She hesitated in leaving | |
| a message but nonetheless got her name and number entered in | |
| there so he could call her back when he wasn't busy. | |
| #Post#: 9463-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: An Elegant Romance | |
| By: rclemens86 Date: December 20, 2015, 6:36 pm | |
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| After she hung up the phone and cleaned up her bag, Sophia | |
| started cleaning house. She had about a week's worth of | |
| household build up. Her roommate was never home, therefore would | |
| never clean up. And since the middle of last week, she'd been on | |
| call at the hospital with seasonal illnesses. Her schedule was | |
| pretty much, work, sleep, get called in, sleep, etc. She finally | |
| had the weekend off and was dreading the cleaning mess that | |
| needed to be done. | |
| It took a couple of hours, but when the last bit of trash and | |
| vacuuming had been finished, and everything had been dusted, she | |
| sat down on the couch and took a deep breath. | |
| The next thing she knew, she was being awoken by the sound of | |
| Journey blaring from her phone. She stood up and ran into the | |
| coffee table, that's when she realized she couldn't see. It was | |
| darker than night in her apartment. How long had she slept? | |
| Quickly, she raced to her phone and answered it, out of breath. | |
| "H-hello!" The laugh at the other end of the phone was truly | |
| something she had hoped to hear. | |
| "I hope I haven't interrupted anything." His grin was obvious | |
| through his voice. | |
| "No, not at all. I just...I had a bit of an accident when I got | |
| up to answer. How are you?" she asked, sitting down at the table | |
| and looking to the red mark on her shin and rubbed it to ease | |
| the pain. | |
| "I'm alright. How about you? I hope you didn't hurt yourself to | |
| get to my call. You don't need a doctor do you?" he asked, a coy | |
| sound to his voice. She laughed awkwardly and shook her head. | |
| "No, I'm fine." | |
| "Good. So...what can I do for you?" he asked. "We met a week | |
| ago, I assume you either just now found my number, or you have | |
| just been sitting around blushing at it, debating to call me." | |
| Sophia stopped rubbing her leg and sat up straight, hanging her | |
| head back on the chair. | |
| "I actually...I just found your number. I had no idea you stuck | |
| it in there." She started playing with her hair while staring up | |
| at the ceiling, picturing his face in the rigid points of the | |
| blotted paint. | |
| "I assumed, being a woman, you dug through your purse every five | |
| minutes so you wouldn't have missed it." | |
| "Well, that is a common misconception. Not 'all' women do these | |
| things." She chorted. "You should not categorize women as purse | |
| digging people with no time on their hands." She imagined | |
| standing in front of him and sticking her tongue out at him. Of | |
| course, then she pictured him with his own tongue searching the | |
| cavity of her mouth. Quickly, she recovered from that. "I | |
| actually called to find out if you were available...tonight...or | |
| any night." | |
| "Are you asking me out? We've only met once, for twenty seven | |
| minutes." She paused as she heard this. | |
| "You counted?" She heard him laugh on the other end. | |
| "You caught me. I see a pretty woman and I tend to make note of | |
| the time, mostly because she catches me looking so I go straight | |
| for a clock." She giggled. "Oh that is a beautiful sound. You | |
| know, I might be available tonight. I'd like to find out if | |
| there are any other things that are just as beautiful about | |
| you." She raised a brow, her mind automatically climbing for the | |
| gutters. She shook it off. | |
| "Of course!" she answered. | |
| #Post#: 9464-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: An Elegant Romance | |
| By: rclemens86 Date: December 20, 2015, 7:22 pm | |
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| After she primped and polished, she headed out for a little club | |
| downtown they had agreed to meet at. She stepped through the | |
| doorway and scanned the room for a familiar face. When she | |
| didn't see one, she thought maybe she was a little early so she | |
| headed for the bar and ordered a glass of white wine and took a | |
| seat at the bar stool. As she sat drinking from her wine goblet, | |
| she tapped her foot to the music that was playing. Before long, | |
| she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned at smiled to see the | |
| familiar face she was looking for. | |
| "Josh, I was almost worried you wouldn't show." she lied, | |
| smiling. He reacted with a smirk. | |
| "I actually thought you wouldn't show. I've been here for about | |
| twenty minutes waiting to see if you'd stood me up." She gave | |
| him a confused look and turned her stool around to face him. | |
| "Don't worry about it." He told her, waving his hand about. He | |
| offered it to her to help her up off the stool and she willingly | |
| gave it to him. | |
| He walked her across the room to a table he had gotten just for | |
| them, further from the stage to take away some of the drowning | |
| sound of the music, but good enough position to see the band | |
| play. | |
| For the first fifteen minutes they mostly just talked, asking | |
| more questions from when they talk last week, or adding in more | |
| information about the other. After a few drinks, Sophia got up | |
| and started dancing and before long, she pulled Josh to his feet | |
| and brought him out the the floor with her. For a time, she was | |
| just being herself, and as the time went on, they moved closer | |
| together. By the time the night started to wind down, his hands | |
| were upon her hips, holding her close to him. Her arms wrapped | |
| around his neck, foreheads touching. | |
| Last call was announced and Sophia knew the night was about to | |
| be over. Like Cinderella, there was a time limit, but there was | |
| no pumpkin here, no rats turned horses, no lizards turned | |
| footmen. Just a decision to ask if she could go back to his | |
| place with him. But maybe that was too forward. They decided to | |
| start leaving, and she stood up, slinging her bag over her | |
| shoulder. He held her elbow as they walked out and he stopped | |
| her before she started walking away. "Would you...would you care | |
| to come back to my place for a bite?" he asked. She paused and | |
| then looked up at him. She wondered what time it was, but...well | |
| who the he*l really cared? | |
| "I'd like that." she nodded, smiling. He grinned and led her to | |
| his car. | |
| #Post#: 9465-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: An Elegant Romance | |
| By: rclemens86 Date: December 20, 2015, 9:49 pm | |
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| When they pulled up to his apartment building, she looked up at | |
| the tall tower. "Wow, this is where you live?" she asked, | |
| hearing him get out of the car and seeing him walk to her door | |
| out the corner of her eye. | |
| "This is it. It's not much, really. Just a place to lay my head | |
| at night." He smiled, and took her hand in his, closing the door | |
| behind her as she stepped out. | |
| The ride up the elevator was long, but the whole time, he stood | |
| across the metal box from her and watched her with a grin on his | |
| face. "I can't get over your smell." he groaned, obviously very | |
| attracted to whatever he was smelling. She couldn't recall | |
| putting on any perfume at home. Maybe he was smelling the wine? | |
| She smiled up at him and moved closer. | |
| "And what is it that you smell?" she asked, her head was still a | |
| little foggy from the drinks she'd had, but standing in this | |
| elevator with him, was giving her a closeness to him that made | |
| her see a side of him that she was seeming to come on to. As she | |
| approached him, she reached out and touched his torso. The white | |
| button up he wore being the only thing between his skin and her | |
| fingers. She watched in his eyes, the exhilaration he was | |
| starting to feel. She moved in even tighter to him and then felt | |
| his hands move to her hips. She bit her bottom lip and his | |
| eyebrow quirked up. Suddenly, he was leaning into her and he | |
| pressed his lips, hard, to hers. She gave in, giving a moan as | |
| their lips touched. His hands pulled her in tight to his hips. | |
| He definitely seemed excited about this. She could feel it on | |
| her pelvis where he was filling out and growing rather hard for | |
| her. They kissed for a time before the elevator let out a chime | |
| and the doors opened to his floor. He pulled away, licking his | |
| lips and eagerly took her hand, pulling her gently with him. | |
| As they entered his apartment, he took her purse and dropped it | |
| on the table at the front door. "Come on..." he whispered, | |
| hoarsely and took both of her hands in his. They walked to the | |
| living room area, a large room filled with a modern style of | |
| furniture, some bookshelves and a rather large entertainment | |
| system. Behind the couch was an entire wall filled with floor to | |
| ceiling windows, most of them half covered with french blinds, | |
| but a few of them wide open to the city landscape outside. | |
| He sat down on the couch and pulled her on top of him. She put | |
| her knees to either side of him and immediately went back down | |
| to his lips. He welcomed the kiss and held onto her hips once | |
| more, running his fingers up and down her sides. With one slick | |
| movement, he even managed to push her shirt up, placing his | |
| fingers to her bare skin. | |
| #Post#: 9466-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: An Elegant Romance | |
| By: rclemens86 Date: December 21, 2015, 10:45 am | |
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| An immense heat came over her, and her body started moving on | |
| top of him. Her hips ground intohis, creating a friction between | |
| them that was turning her body to jelly. His hands started to | |
| move her on top of him, and she could hear, between the | |
| movements, his breathing was becoming rough. Almost a panting. | |
| She moved her hands, quick to find the button of his jeans. She | |
| nearly tore them wide as she found him, like a solid rock hard | |
| battering ram lodged in the crevice of his jeans. She pulled | |
| back and dropped to her knees on the floor in front of him. She | |
| handled him for only a moment, circling her palm around his | |
| shaft. She looked up at him, seeing a bit of surprise in his | |
| face, and a tiny bit of fear. And then...she circled her lips | |
| around his head, staring up at him, meeting his eyes either | |
| hers. She watched him bite his lips and suck in a heaving breath | |
| of air through his nose. | |
| As she watched him, she circled her tongue around the inside of | |
| her mouth, and then took him into her mouth, and backed out, | |
| then repeating. As she did this, she watched him, his head | |
| tilted back, heavy breathing, quiet moans escaping him. He had | |
| planted a hand firmly into her hair, holding her locks like | |
| reigns of a horse. She could hear as he started becoming more | |
| and more aroused by her mouth, his breathing started breaking | |
| apart and he started moaning a bit louder. She moved faster, | |
| slipping her tongue over the top of him every time she met the | |
| top of his head. | |
| Faster, faster, she moved, answering the call of his moans, and | |
| timing herself with the panting of his breath. She never stopped | |
| looking at him, watching and knowing the exact point when she | |
| saw the first bead of sweat start on his brow. She started to | |
| taste him in her mouth, and she started removing her jeans. She | |
| waited for the right moment, when his breath was escaping him | |
| the fastest, to evacuate him from her mouth. She then crawled | |
| back onto his lap, putting her hands to the sides of his head, | |
| and kissed him. | |
| #Post#: 9467-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: An Elegant Romance | |
| By: rclemens86 Date: December 21, 2015, 1:22 pm | |
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| She felt his hands move around her, and then she felt the tip of | |
| his head caress her lower lips. She bit her lip and moved her | |
| hips down on him, feeling him enter her. Her voice broke out, | |
| groaning to feel him penetrating her. "Oh God..." he grunted, | |
| and once he was fully within her, he started bucking his hips, | |
| slowly at first and then speeding up. Her fingers moved into the | |
| lining of his hair. She pulled at his hairs, and moved with the | |
| movements of his hips. As he thrust into her, she pushed back | |
| against him with her hips. | |
| Those little sweat beads were more prominent after a few | |
| moments, and she too started feeling them. She unbuttoned his | |
| shirt and threw it open to the sides. She met her lips to the | |
| crook of his neck and with ragged breaths, she kissed him and | |
| then took pulls at his skin. Faster, he moved, and faster still | |
| when she started whimpering into his neck against his skin. When | |
| he moved faster still, she let out a growl that caused him to | |
| throw her off to his side, onto the couch and he put himself | |
| atop of her. He braced himself on the arm of the couch and | |
| thrust heavily against her, their bodies banging together and | |
| her body jerking upward at his every thrust. She anchored | |
| herself on the back of the couch with her foot and move her | |
| hands to his jeans, moving them downward and squeezing his | |
| cheeks in her hands as she pulled him a bit down on her. | |
| He breathing became rough, and her's whimpering and moaning with | |
| each rapid movement. But it wasn't long before his heavy thrusts | |
| became more sensual again. He let her lips and kissed her | |
| softly, and ran a hand through her hair. She wrapped her legs | |
| around his hips, still biting her lip and arching her back into | |
| him. She could feel herself coming to a peak, her breathing | |
| became unstable. | |
| She braced her arms around him and pulled him tightly to her, as | |
| she released and let out a cry. This had apparently caused him | |
| to topple over as well as she heard him moaning into her ear and | |
| then nipped at her ear lobe. The next few moments were a blur as | |
| he brought her out of her orgasmic state. Once she had finished | |
| and realized what was happening, his lips were tracing lines | |
| over her lean torso, his fingers running up and down her legs. | |
| He looked up to her and moved upwards toward her lips. "This was | |
| the most fun I've had in years." he chuckled and kissed her once | |
| more. | |
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