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Love Is
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"Home sweet home!" Laura exclaimed, unlocking the key to room 305 of the Teigen Hall dormitories. She rushed in, excitedly, and jumped onto her sunken bunk, powering the TV on her way.
"Thank goodness," Lane agreed, shutting the door behind her. She tore her hair from the brown elastic that held her bun and let the reddish-brown locks curl up around her freckly face.
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I will never forget, there was this thing, a moment that happened years ago. My wife and I were not doing so well in the money department at that time but seemed to keep our spirits up. It was nothing out of the ordinary. We were window shopping at this rustic antiquey kind of place and it was during the holidays, you know between Thanksgiving and Christmas. Well they had the usual fare of those rustic gifts made out of wood and metal with God Bless This Home and Gone Fishing stamped on them and trees decorated for
Christmas with all of the cute adorable ornaments hanging on them so when you walked by you could grab one. Well this is when it happened, that thing,
that moment in time when life stopped. It actually froze for a split second. You see, we were living on a small farm at the time with chickens, a cow and horses -the usual farm critters. Bare with me, it’s just a short little tale that I have to tell, it made a huge impact on me. You see, when that thing, ...
So after we talked hours on the phone, we decided to go out on a date to the movies. I was so nervous. He picked me up and was so handsom. We went to the movies and I cant even remember what we saw. I just keep thinking how lucky and special I felt. He was a perfect gentleman. After we finished the movie. We stoped by his house and had the best makeout session ever. Sorry thats it guys.
But, the next time we went out I decided to spend the weekend there. I took my kids to my dads and packed a bag. I got to his house way on the other side of town and immediately we started making out. Clothes on of course. We planned to go out to eat. We spent hours on the couch making out and touching one another until my body and his were soaking wet. Our heartbeats were so close together that it could have been one. Our breathing was raspy. We tried to stop so many times and get up and go eat but we were so into one another that our bodies couldnt be pulled away from one another. Finally I couldnt take any more. All i had to do was touch him in one area and the next thing I knew all our close were off and I was experiencing the most explosive orgazim of my life. One after another, I lost count. After about 30 minutes he fell to my side dripping with sweat and the smell of love. We laid there for about 1 hour without talking. I know he felt the same way I did. We went to dinner and ate came home, took a shower together, washed one another- fell into bed and made love over and over and over all weekend long. I dont even remember what we ate or did on Saturday.
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Lets have a little background on how Robert and I met. It was a friend of mine's birthday and we decided to go to Far West Rodeo (as it was called then). I gave them the "Talk" about how not to go home with anyone from a bar and all they wanted was a one night stand. So we get in the bar and get a drink mind you I only went out about once every three years. We find a table sit down and one of my friends spot a guy she thinks is totaly handsom. She motions him over while im saying stop it. He comes over and introduces himself as Robert. I say hello. She is trying to get his attention and ask him to dance, he is looking at me. I told him I thought he was a crazy staker! Mind you I was drunk by this time. My friend finally gave up and went to dance a fast dance by herself leaving me and another friend there with him by ourselves. He continued to talk to me and I listened. He turned out to be very interesting. We exchanged numbers and I left. On the way home I had to hear about how I gave the "No one in a bar is honest speach and then ended up with someones number.
Ill save the rest for laterRobert Gonzales in San Antonio... - (by rhonda)
I have always been proud to be a single monther who was independent and could take care of her family. My first husband gave me two beautiful girls now 14 and 15/ Then i had a child out of wedlock. He is a wonderful son now 8. I met my second husband when my son was a few months old. Robert was love at first sight. I loved him and he loved me, but our families kept telling us it would never work because he was older than me. We divorced after a year but my love for him has grown more and more each year that goes by. I spoke to him about 3 months ago and he told me he still loves me. But, he is remairred and faithful to his wife. It breaks my heart each and every day that he is with some one else. I will not be with anyone but him. Please God give us a second chance. Let us try to be happy together. We live 30 minutes apart but it might as well be around the world.
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