Suddenly Sarah broke our kiss and pulled quickly away, struggling to catch her breath. “I’m not sure I can do this,” she murmured. Tears fell from her eyes as she buried her face in her hands. I unfolded the cashmere throw and gently placed it over her shoulders, covering her nakedness. She looked into my eyes and mouthed, “Thank you”. I pulled her to me and gently stroked her hair, hugging her gently. “It’s OK. I understand,” I whispered.
We sat in silence for nearly 30 minutes, just feeling the warmth and nearness of our bodies. I stroked her hair and she moved her hand softly on my chest. We were lost in each other; both contemplating the decisions that we needed to make.
The movie had continued to play, but when Sarah had started to cry I hit mute.
I wasn’t paying attention to the screen, but obviously something there caught Sarah’s attention. She asked quietly, “ Can that happen to me?” I focused on the screen where a beautiful woman was clearly experiencing an intense orgasm. Even muted, the scene was very erotic and stimulating. I hit the remote. The sounds of her orgasm were indescribable. Her pleasure was apparent. Penetration wasn’t even taking place. She was being brought to this level by her lover’s fingers and mouth!
“Oh yes baby. That can happen to you.” I kissed the top of her head. “Make love to me?” she pleaded. “PLEASE make love to me, Paul. I want to feel like that and I want to feel like that with you, only you.” I knew by the intensity in her voice that she meant it. She had made up her mind and so had I.
I got up and walked to the guest room. Sarah looked bewildered, but I wanted everything to be perfect. I quickly lit what seemed like a hundred candles. I turned back the bed covers and placed some rose petals on the satin sheets. I’m sure my wife didn’t have this in mind when she bought the fresh flowers the day before!
I dimmed the lights and slipped in a romantic CD. What was missing? A chilled bottle of champagne would be nice. I had it on the bedside table in a matter of minutes. Warm massage oil would be nice, too. Knowing this would be Sarah’s first sexual experience, I wanted it to be a wonderful memory. I looked around the room and wondered how Sarah will feel about my preparations.
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