charlie's an angel

actually i didn't withdraw. charlie's on the pill, so i came twice, unsheathed inside her tight little red racing striped pussy.

we'd walked to the sushi bar together and it was clear from the first that there was something about to happen between us. an electrostatic field that had our hairs on end and our heart rates up; a tension in the air like the anticipation of lightning. enthralled in each others eyes, we crab-walked the whole way.

over nigiri & margaritas we talked an hour of fluff. then we left the bar and walked to the park. while we necked on a bench some stoned kids in a parked car shone a laser pointer at us. "fuck it, let's go back to your place" and so we did.

quietly, to not disturb her room-mates, she poured two glasses of water and led me to her room. turned off the lights, took off her clothes and climbed into bed, whispering "i never dreamed this could happen. i never thought i was good enough for you". it was so dark in there that as i climbed naked into the bed after her, i had no more idea what she looked like naked than i'd had 5 minutes earlier. even as my eyes adjusted to the dark, she was never more than a silhouette against black.

which really turned me on. discovering her by touch, reading the braille of her goose pimples with my fingers, reading her lips. her tiny nipples, barely raised from her chest. dextrous delicate fingers, hard tongue, hot mouth, velvet snatch.

the morning sunlight wasn't held back by the heavy curtains and i saw her body for the first time. in perfectly androgynous proportion, with a bejewelled banana bell in her belly button.

i think i'm gonna be able to sleep with her on-and-off for a long time without committment or boredom.