Come in!
A cool breeze enters the room..along with a fresh scent of cologne.
Butterflies begin to flutter.
Muffled footsteps approaching the tiny kitchen.
A smile greeted with my nervous twitch of the mouth.
Heart pounding. Why must it be so loud?
Chairs scuff the ground. Hugs given.
Just one touch..taken back to a day and place that no others know about...
Brushing of the skin, the soft touch of lips. Feverish passion running through both bodies.
Unthinkable, yet very conservative pleasure. Never wanting to stop. But..
"How are you?"
"I've been well."
Greetings and introductions about the room.
He sits on the ground. So close...close enough to just brush by again..
Longing in the fingertips to run through the soft hair.
The need to just be this much closer.
But nothing could happen, and nothing would.
"I must go."
"Goodbye."
"Come down again soon?"
"Of course."
And then it was all over.
Or was it?
Knock Knock.
Please come in.
And stay.
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