Community Involvement Ch. 14 - Sex Stories

Community Involvement Ch. 14

... completion of six years study toward a masters degree, plus the sudden redundancy from a job that I really enjoyed, they all culminated concurrently, in an overwhelming explosion of change. “To tell you the truth, I went into a full on tail-spin. At the time, I didn’t consider it to be anything even remotely approaching depression, but only now, years later, am I able to look back and see that it probably was.” I went on and explained that I had never talked about what I was going through to anyone, it was all to painful and I did not feel confident of getting a decent hearing. “A typical guys way of dealing with life’s difficulties. Yet, somehow I had managed to get myself through the worst of it. But some of the pain still lingered, mainly the job lose and the income it had provided.” When I finished I noticed her eyes had misted, to the point where a small tear trickled down her cheek. She looked deeply into my face and told me that it sounded so sad and beautiful, all at once, and that she was sorry for me the way it had all ended. I gently pulled Michelle to me and hugged her close. She sat on my lap and faced me, her legs softly encircled my waist. She wrapped them about me and locked them at the ankle behind while the skirt she wore fanned across us both. I buried my face into her neck and she the same, our arms enfolded each other with all the strength we could muster, trying to impart what strength we could and give it to the other. The release of finally telling ...

... my story, sharing it with someone so dear, was too much. The hurt, the shame I felt and sorrow that accompanied it reduced my resolve. A weight had been lifted from my shoulders and the relief was so great. I wept like I had never before which brought Michelle to tears as well. Wrapped in the security of each other’s arms I found shelter and comfort, and above all: love. With tears still in our eyes, we tenderly kissed. A kiss full of passion but not ladened with lust. Our tongues explored deeply into mouths, hands caressed backs, soothing and yearning, comforting and encouraging, telling the other through actions alone that each of us were in safe waters. Our arms wrapped about our bodies like the shoreline of a secure harbour. Her tongue engaged mine in a languid, sensual dance that kept time to a far off tune. The smell of her perfume and the soft fall of her hair upon my shoulder sent my senses to flight; all cares dissipated with every flick of her tongue. There was no sexually driven urgency in our embrace, just a highly passionate joining of kindred spirits high atop this marvellous place that we now called our own. A rush of anxiety suddenly filled me bodily. The closeness of her, the emotion that enveloped us, this moment together and the location. All these elements converged deep within my heart, mind and soul and ignited my lust. I tried to temper the urge, scared as ever that one move in the wrong direction would bring what we now had to a calamitous end. “You’re ...