My Dream Man

He unbuckled my seat belt and lifts me out of my chair.

We danced around the room while the music was playing. He held me so close and was humming to the music in my ear. I didn’t want the evening to end. I wanted him to hold me forever. I felt his arms gripping tighter around my waist. I laid my head on his shoulder as we listened to the music.

When the music stopped, we looked into each other’s eyes. I felt so close to him at that moment. I felt he was feeling the same. I also could tell he wanted to say something. He told me I was his best friend as I rubbed my fingers on his bald head. "I want to make love to you," he said.

For a minute, I didn’t say anything. I was shocked and flattered. I told him I loved him as he was rubbing my back. He said, "I love you. Let me show you how much." I looked into those brown eyes and said, "Make love to me."

It was getting late and we were in his bedroom. He was sitting on the bed with me on his lap. We were kissing as I was rubbing my fingers on his bald head. All of a sudden, I felt his hand on my left breast trying to pull my shirt up. I jumped a little bit and stopped kissing. I put my head down and covered my breasts with my hand. In my mind I knew he was confused. He put his hand on my chin as I raised my head up. He looked into my eyes and saw a tear drop falling down from my face. "I won’t hurt you," he said as he wiped the tears away from my face. I grabbed his hand and kissed the palm of it. I told him I knew he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. He smiled at me and started to nibble on my earlobe.

The house was nice and quiet. It was so silent that I could hear the clock ticking on the wall. Also, I could hear him nibbling and kissing on my earlobe. "I love your earlobes," he said as he laid me down on the bed. He took off his shirt and unbuckled the belt on his pants. I was staring at his chest. He had little hairs on it. He was slowly pulling me up, and taking off my shirt. He bent down on his knees and started rubbing my breasts.

The moon was shining through the window. We were lying in bed with our arms around each other. I was so close to him that I heard his heart beating. He sat up as I moved my head. I was wondering why he sat up. I was contemplating if he was going to get some condoms from the bathroom. "I’ll be back," he said as he got up and walked in the bathroom.

When he came back, my heart started beating faster. He crawled back in bed and pull down my panties. "I am a little scared," I said as he looked at me and smiled. He put his arm around my neck and said, "There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’m not going to hurt you."

Most of the night he was holding me in his arms. I felt embarrassed because I told him I was scared. I felt so bad that I started to cry. Tears were falling down my cheek and onto his chest. He heard me sniffling as he turned over facing me. "Sweetheart…. Why are you crying?" he asked as he was wiping the tears away.