Love Is In The Air

It had been a stressful day that summer. It was two weeks since we last saw each other. On days that I was busy, you weren’t, and days I wasn’t, you were. Also, nobody being able home to take us to see each other contributed to our temporary separation from one another. We texted, called, and Skyped every day, but that wasn’t enough for us. We were truly in love and couldn’t stand missing each other. We knew we would be able to make it awhile without seeing each other as we planned on getting married although not formally stating it. There came an eventual time that each of our parents weren’t home for the whole weekend. We decided that this was the day we would see each other no matter what. Friday, I wake up slowly and lay in bed for thirty minutes before I finally get up at 9:00. I text you with a “Good morning, darling.” and get into the shower. I come out squeaky clean, fresh, and ready to start the day. I look at myself in the mirror and frown from my insecurity, but then I stop, thinking of all the times you tell me differently and smile. My hair is a mess, I brush it to the right side for a few minutes until it will dry in that position perfectly. I go back to my room, check my phone with no texts, and turn on some music with a beat to it. I get dressed picking out my outfit carefully and precisely. After I am dressed, I hear my music skip indicating a notification and I go straight to my phone. Just an advertisement email. I lay in bed relaxing with my eyes closed feeling calm. I see you come into my room with a thin, see-through robe, your nipples hard and sticking out, coming closer to my bed. I laid with my legs open and my penis rising. You crawled up the bed slowly letting your robe slip down your shoulders a little and you reach toward my throbbing member. Your hand is inches away from it, and I wake up. I feel myself with a massive boner and its a bulge in my jeans that doesn’t go down. I lay there for several moments feeling it gradually decrease in hardness. I lay on my side and hear my music


skip again. I check my texts and its from you. I smile seeing the first few words on my lock screen, “Are you ready..” and I open the full message saying, “Are you ready for this tonight, babe?”. I reply, “Of course I am, darling.” because I wasn’t sure how else to respond. We had a thing where as soon as we both woke up we would take a picture of ourselves and send it to each other because we were comfortable seeing each other with messy hair and actually loved it. So the next text I received was a picture of your beautiful face. I sent mine and replied “All mine.” to your picture and you replied, “Forever.” I asked when you would be over and then I heard a knock on the door. I was in my boxers thinking it was you and opened the door. It was the postman handing me a package to give to my parents. I awkwardly accepted it and quickly said thank you shutting the door. I texted you telling what happened because I have a thing telling you everything I think and why happens. You say you laughed out loud for real and that you’ll be here in 45 minutes. I said okay and told you I would see you then and let you get ready ending with a simple “I love you.”. I put my phone in my room and went to the kitchen.