All is quiet....

....on New Year's Day.

I lie alone on my bed, a thin sheet covering my body.
The sheet is very old.
It belonged to my great-grandmother.
It is white...with many threads per inch and a floral border.
It is very large.
My favorite....

I look down and see where the sheet rests upon my fur,
creating a little rise.
I think of my furrow and what it looks like underneath,
how another may see it, enjoy it...enjoy me,
let me enjoy them.
I see my thighs, slightly open.

I am thinking about Elle and my one time with her
We had traveled to New York together,
staying in my mother's apartment.
We each had our own room across the hall from one another.
I was in bed reading.

I switched off the light and tucked in, getting comfortable.
I heard Elle's door open...listening....
She went to the bathroom,
and I hoped...
I heard the bathroom door open and the toilet flushing,
and I hoped...
I could feel it and I lay on my back, my fingers sliding along my warm stomach.

My door opened and my hand retreated.
Elle stepped into my room
and closed the door behind her.

She was wearing a cotton robe
tied at the waist.

She sat on my bed.
We looked at each other in the soft light.
Her salt and pepper hair was down resting on her shoulders.
I had only ever seen it up in a loose bun fastened with a clip.
She leaned over and kissed my mouth...so tenderly....
her hair falling in front of her face, between us.
She smiles and pushes it back over her shoulder.
She looks very sexy and my blood flows....

'Is this okay?'

'More than okay, Elle.....'

As she kissed me she untied the belt, letting it fall
Her robe opened as she straddled me and
my hands slid inside and held her hips
while Elle gently humped me
I looked down
Her breasts hung before me, their nipples erect
Waiting......so inviting
And she knew it.....

She pulled away, her back straight and closed her robe
Just so...
Elle smiled down at me and
slowly began a coy striptease

'Elle.....'

Her hands slid along the edges of her robe
playing at opening and closing it
At once, her cleavage...then gone...
The soft rises...then.....
Her eyes were transfixed on me
and I, in turn, was transfixed on her display.

I ached
She got off me and pulled the sheet away and repositioned herself
She continued her gentle grind
Now I felt moisture....
Hers....
against me

She opened her robe, smiling
Waiting....
She leaned down, her hair falling again.
This time she didn't fix it
Was it a veil? Was she creating a little theater?
With a curtain of black and white hair?

She brought a breast to my mouth and teased me.
Close....but not close enough...yet....
Lower
Lower

Her hard nipple grazed my upper lip
and I opened my mouth.
Lower

I suck gently...like a baby...

Elle lets a breath out and moans softly
and moves her body to offer her other breast
I suck...more insistently this time.

'Rae......'

'Yes, Elle?'

'Can I tell you how long I have wanted to be with you?'

'No need....me too....'

'Suck me some more....'

I suck and lick, pulling her hard nipple into my mouth. Elle sighs,then moans,
her pelvis grinding gently on me
I hold her soft breast in my hands like a baby bottle and suck
Harder...taking more of her into my mouth
She pushes hard, her vulva pressing against mine

I am in heaven
She straightens and pulls her robe closed, smiling down at me
I am below, feeling not quite submissive, yet.....I want this to be her show.

She holds her robe closed with one hand and
with the other, dips into the space between her thighs
lifting....just enough....fingering herself
I wait
She brings her fingers to my mouth, smiling....like the Cheshire Cat....
sliding into my warm mouth....her warm fingers
I taste her...is there a higher heaven than the one I was just in?
I watch her face. The smile dissipates and becomes a look of serious focus
Desire

The grinding starts again
So steady, insistent
She fucks my mouth while she humps me
Then, slides out
and brings her hands behind her head
her pelvis rocking
I watched
and watched
and watched

She opened her robe completely,
her breasts on display for me
I knew that......
she slid the robe off her shoulders
it fell around her pelvis

Her shoulders are beautiful, her arms
her breasts
Her nipples are soft now and I look
My gaze travels to her face
She watches my eyes
Raising her arms again, giving to me
locking her hands on the back of her head

Riding me
My eyes drop
Her armpits are unshaven
I pulse
Lower
Her nipples erect again
Breathing deeper