he needed to breath

She wanted nothing more than to reach out and stop his thoughts from racing. The pace at which, she sensed his responsibilities were consuming him, as he hesitantly stepped into her hug.


A dizziness overcame her and she gasped. This beautiful man needed to breath.


She held him tight and even tighter as he tried to pull away....prematurely....fighting her closeness.


She did not let him go.


He sagged.


And that is when she too, completely, sagged into him.


The hug became familiar, sincere...comforting.


A sexiness crept in and he suddenly remembered why he was there.


The expectation had been something else....actually....he wasn't sure what he expected.


Suddenly he needed her to cradle him....like a lover would. He felt her lips caressing his neck...a snuggling of her womaness into him.


His cock began to stir. His hands ...a firmness, a certain firmness in their hold as he pulled her close. Possessive became his look and she responded by allowing him to read her thoughts deep in her gaze, returned.


And for 60 minutes of his time, his world did not fall apart, his responsibilities not forgotten....just sidelined for a while. A selfish indulgent escape... he moaned and arched and gave of himself with every rich creamy explosion and thrust of his cock, as she masterfully caressed and massaged him to eventual release.


There was no guilt. There was no concern. His mind fresh. His body fulfilled and the rest of the day waiting for him.
Responsibilities and priorities ....he sighed....but a smile was shining through his eyes.


RB.