My Dream Man

At first, I didn’t say anything. I took a deep breath and said, "I am embarrassed for what I said." He was still wiping the tears away from my face. "You shouldn’t be embarrassed. I do understand why you are scared," he said as we started to kiss.

Pretty soon the sun was coming up. We just laid in bed staring at the ceiling. He grabbed a condom from the nightstand. He sat up so he could see how to put the condom on. I was rubbing his back as I laid there waiting for him. He turned around and asked, "Are you ready?"

A lot of questions were going through my mind. Is this all he wants from me? Am I ready to make love to him? Will he respect me afterwards? The biggest question I had in my mind was What if the condom breaks? Even though I told him I was scared, I wasn’t anymore.

For a long time, we were making love. He rolled over and sat up. He was so quiet that I heard him breathing hard. I just laid there without a sound. I felt a little scared because I didn’t know how he felt. He pulled the blankets off and got up. "I’ll be back," he said as he walked in the bathroom.

The room was getting brighter. I laid there watching a few trees through the curtains. I was amazed he was still in the bathroom. Maybe he didn’t like making love to me and he doesn’t know how to tell me. I had all kinds of questions running through my mind.

When he walked out of the bathroom, I held my breath. "Hey sweetie," he said as he was walking to the bed and I started to exhale. He bent down and kissed me gently on the lips. He sat down on the bed rubbing his bald head with a towel. "Are you ok?" he asked as I smiled a little. "I’m fine," I said.

The clock struck 7:00am in the livingroom. He had a weird look on his face like he wanted to ask or say something. "I had a great time last night," he said as I started to smile. I told him what I had been contemplating. "I made love to you because I wanted to. I thought you felt the same way," he said. He sat me up in bed and put his arms around me. "I wanted to make love to you," I said as he gripped tighter and said, "I will always love you."

The bus was coming soon to pick me up. I was washing my face as he was putting my shoes on. He stood up looking at me. "You are so beautiful," he said rubbing my cheek. I grabbed his hand and said, "I love you." He bent down to his knees as we started to french kiss.

The bus arrived to his house. He opened the door and told the driver I’ll be out in a minute. He turned around shutting the door. I wheeled to him as he stretched his arms and hugged me. I didn’t want him to let go of me. "It’s time to go," he said whispering in my ear. We looked into each other’s eyes and kissed.

All of a sudden, the bus driver knocked on the door. We stopped kissing and he opened the door. He said hello to the driver and the driver waved his hand to us. I wheeled outside and wheeled onto the ramp.