The Lonely Salesman Chapter Three Part Two - Sex Stories

The Lonely Salesman Chapter Three Part Two

... her waist, and Connie snuggled close. "Getting too cold for you?" I asked.

"Oh no, I'm feeling very warm inside." She replied, then suggested. "Let's head for the Path of Reflections."

From Santa's Workshop, we walked to a wooden footbridge across the stream to the Path of Reflections. Halfway across the bridge, Connie stopped and leaned back against the railing. She looked into my eyes and smiled.

Connie hugged me and whispered, "You're such an incredible man. I can't remember when I've felt better about being with someone. I want you to know that since we met, especially the nights since Wednesday, you have been everything I could have dreamt of. You've made me so very happy, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.”

I placed my hands on either side of her face, gently caressing her cheeks. Her eyes sparkled brighter than all the glowing Christmas lights of this magical place. Her lips shimmered like the slow-moving water of the stream we were standing over. My lips moved closer to hers, barely touching them. She trembled in anticipation of this kiss. Our lips touched, and we felt the sparks of love ark between us. She parted her soft, beautiful lips and offered me the very tip of her tongue. I slid my hands around the vision of beauty standing before me and pulled her tightly against me. My mouth opened, and I took her tongue between my lips.

She moaned softly as I kissed her more passionately than I'd ever kissed her before, the first kiss between two ...

... lovers who have fallen deeply in love. My lips moved from hers and slid toward her ear. I kissed her ear lobe before I whispered, "I love you, Connie, with all my heart; I love you."

I leaned back and looked deeply into her eyes; tears welled up in them as she smiled at me. Her hand came to my cheek, softly cupping it in her palm. Her fingers lightly stroked at my jaw. A tear escaped the corner of her eye and rolled down her cheek. I started to speak her name, but she touched my lips to silence my voice.

Connie smiled and said, "Phil, I asked Santa for the gift you have just given me. I asked him to have you tell me tonight that you love me. I've been in love with you since the first time you smiled at me, Phil, since the first time you touched me, since the first time you kissed me. I love you with my heart and soul."

I gathered my love into my arms and hugged her tightly. I could almost feel her heart racing through her sweater and coat. I gently wiped the tear from her cheek and kissed her softly where that loving tear had been. Connie turned her head and returned my kiss. Two new lovers taking the time to express our love with gentle, soft kisses. She felt so good in my arms. We fit so perfectly together.

I was feeling such warmth inside, such a beautiful glowing warmth. I tried to explain that feeling to Connie, but words could not describe the sensation.

Connie said, "Phil, you don't have to describe your feelings. I'm feeling the same thing, love."

I ...