Hello. It's been quite the busy week, filled with Holiday and joy, hoping that yours was filled with very much the same...
From the Santonniere:
They had been previously introduced on another occasion. What struck him the most was her ability to see directly to the quick
She was not his type, if he indeed had any...
Still, his thoughts raced back time and time again to ones of her...
He immediately noticed her from across the room, laughing at a rather impossible joke...
She had an uncanny ability to draw others into her banter
this was evident by the men surrounding her person, all intent on etching a word or two in the conversation
Nearly a mountain climb were she involved
She turned to see him, leaning on the bar stool.
Private party or no, he clung to his old ways with a decisive manner, unwilling to alter his actions on this night or any other
Her verbose actions ceased as she began to stare in his direction
awkwardly causing anyone within visual contact to, in turn, glare at him as well.
She gently bent down
removed her black high heels
and began to walk in his direction, stopping just short of his person.
With no remark she tenderly lay her shoes at his feet.
She grinned wickedly and proceeded to walk away from him, navigating the agitated and curious crowd to reach the patio door.
She stood, patiently waiting for a male to aknowledge her pressence and open the glass door for her.
She gingerly stepped outside, manuevered herself to the very edge of the shallow end of the inground pool.
There she stood...
Anticipating that he would follow...
And so he did.
He gathered one last sip of his whiskey
set the heavy, thick glass down and promptly forced his way through the bewildered guests,
casting them aside easily, as he was known to do.
The beautiful slender women took notice, feeling rather put off that he'd even bother to entertain such folly
with a woman who was clearly not a beautiful counterpart
Her uniqueness
troubled them so
Who was she to capture his attention?
He opened the door to the outdoor patio
walked directly over to the deep end and stood
he felt the weight of their stares
through the grand windows exposing the massive pool and stone floors...
He cared nothing for their opinion
why should he?
He had had enough of their mediocre 'fast lane' lives
it bored him to tears of frustration
He removed his shoes, socks, all the while looking over to her amber eyes
soft and yielding she inherently knew his soul without question
His suit jacket, crisp white shirt, belt and trousers all feel to the wayside.
He paused momentarily as if to silently request that her armani dress finds its way to the stone beneath her tiny feet
She reached behind; un zipped, glad to be rid of the tight, pretentious wardrobe that she had only worn because it was hanging on the hanger closest to the closet door.
She stood proudly in her satin black slip
the satin caressed her curves
He surely to took notice of the liberation
in only black boxers he dove into the deep, warm water and swam beneath the water without breath taken until he reached the shallow end
He stood, running his hands through his wet hair
held his hands out stretched for her to join him
she allowed herself to limberly fall into his waiting embrace
the slip, now soaked with the rushing water clung to her
she placed her hands into both of his and raised them over her head,
her blonde hair cascading down her arched back
"Hello"
"I'm surprised that you lost the suit"
"Mmm baby girl it's just a suit"
"Well you look as good this way, just now"
"Is that a fact?"
"It is"
"You look simply beautiful...what game are we playing my love?"
"No game. It's just hot out"
"Ah, is that all this is?"
He forcefully pushed their hands down, disengaged and wrapped his massive arms around her tiny waist "Swim with me"
Not really able to resist his strength of will she allowed him to carry her throughout the pool, all the while locking her into the heavy glare of his eyes...
"Perhaps you should come home with me..."
she laughed
"This is your home"
"Well..."
"You are underappreciated. Unloved because no one has ever seen your truth"
"Oh I'm loved, just not by you...yet"
"Think I will? Love you?"
"In time, yes, yes you will"
"And why should I do that?"
"Because you know me"
"We've only met twice"
"Mmm this is true, but look where that has brought us thus far"
"You're hard to resist, I'll grant you that"
"You haven't asked my name"
"No I haven't"
"Why is that?"
"It doesn't really matter"
"Why?"
"Because I can see who you are when I look into your eyes, feel your heart when you touch me"
"You're adorable"
"Ugh, like a puppy, how simply unflattering"
He laughed openly
"Definitely not like a lil puppy. More like a beautiful wild flower that has gone unnoticed...til now"
"Does that line actually work on women?"
"I don't know, is it working?"
"No"
"Hmmm, let me try again then. You placed your shoes down at my feet to offer compliance when you'd not offer it to anyone else correct?"
"Correct"
"You waited for me, out here to see if I'd match your desire to be overwhelmed, yes?"
"Yes"
"Well I'm here, you're in my arms, I'd say that its working plenty well enough so far"
"So far isn't for me. I'm deserving of so very much more"
"What do you want?"
"Everything. I want to understand everything that is you"
"Why?"
"You intrigue me"
"Ditto. So where do we go from here honey?"
"I would imagine that you should kiss me just now"
"Is that what you want?"
"To feel your lips pressed against mine? Yes, very much so"
He leaned down and placed his mouth to hers, affording the want to fully realize its fruition.
Rather than cease after several minutes, he continued...not truly ever wanting the moment to end.
He swirled their bodies to the silent melody of the passionate embrace, allowing the warm waters to intensify the sensation...
"Come into me honey"
"We couldn't get much closer"
"We could...if you allowed it...."
Well thats it for this week!
Enjoy your time
From my hand to yours,
Sawyer
Saint Andrews
