x. a love poem to my sensual barok

then it occurred to me auntie ann's is really not set up for two people on a date. it was too bright, too open and nothing about it was sweet, romantic nor sexy. it was almost hospital-like in wholesomeness. cold shower coming up?


playing innocent, i told her i wasn't very familiar with the place and asked if they serve coffee and if they had comfortable chairs to sit in for hours. i told her, and this was truthful, i was only familiar with auntie ann's in robinson's galleria and all i did there was buy just take-out. auntie ann's food was not the sit down lounging type of food. she told me she was thinking we can just meet there and go some place else. alarm bells rang in my ears! well the good alarm bells, not the bad ones.

quick flash in my mind, what the hell is the ending number of my car and what day is it tomorrow? i wasn't sure but it looked like having a car tomorrow will be very important to our LEB or LEB. then i realized, and that put a frown in my face, my car had a plate ending of 3 and tomorrow was a tuesday! not a good a day to meet. oh well, it looked like i would be forced to use the van, it had a plate number ending at 8.

i asked her with all the tone of the innocent and decent - where will we be going after we meet? she told me that she wanted to meet for a longer time but she didn't have much time tomorrow. she needed to be back to work at least late afternoon, she will just have a long lunch and stay late in the office to finish what she was doing. and she couldn't wait anymore, she needed to see me.

i felt the same way actually. the SOP we have been having was just getting too heated up already. we were enjoying each other so much that it has reached a point of no return, actually a point where we needed to move forward. it sort of has reached its limit, we were enjoying each other to the point that its getting pretty close to be at the brim of pleasure and joy.

she told me that hearing my voice always gave her tingles that travel across her body. my voice and the things i tell her to do has become almost like a physical touch to her. she no longer hear and imagine them, she feels them already. the natural, well actually the demand is to meet and feel the pleasure physically. she told me she felt the pleasure of lust that i give her in her mind. she needs, both of us, i also feel it, that we needed to feel the pleasure of our flesh in contact, moist lips together, moans in close proximity and orgasm pouring out of me, out of her.

then i saw her hand move up to her breast, slid her hand on the side of her tank top arm home then touched her nipple. under the blouse she was wearing, i could discern three of her fingers caress her nipple. through the material, i could see her nipple getting more erect. the colors on my laptop intensified, or was it just my breathing getting louder that it painted my laptop brighter and the visual of her caressing her nipple became very clear.

i asked, "will you let me do what your hand and fingers are doing to your nipple?" then the monitor in front of me blinked dark brown, then black, movements on the webcam and when the webcam regained its focus - she placed the webcam higher, most likely on top of her monitor pointing downwards. i can now see her breast, still with the tank top but i could see her shorts.

then she typed quickly on her keyboard: "plug your headset, i want to talk to you."

damn, where is that headset? found it a few seconds. then shit! two colors - pink and green, what color is for the sound and what is the color for the the mic. i couldn't read anything, too small, just symbols. then where the hell are the holes. i needed to bend my neck and crane down to the side of my laptop to see what plug is supposed to fit into what hole.

finally ready, she told me what we will do when we meet. well she first asked me what i wanted. i had to be honest and told her the pleasures i wanted to make her feel when we meet. and he pleasures i was expecting to feel with her. as we were talking about these things, she stood up, removed her shorts then pulled down her undies. she sat down again, she had a very tight trim, then spread her legs.

after a few more minutes of talking, we agreed, we will have an LEB, the second one mostly, with a little of the first LEB.