I guess it seems kinda similar to the story "Back To Your Heart" which is on someone's web page but I had this story line in my head before it was up [and have people to vouch for that] and I was kinda bummed when I came across it["Back To Your Heart"]. But..this IS my story and MY idea..ok? so I didn't steal it [I don't have the need to..]
BIG BIG thanks to my good friend LPB&J who wrote the actual sexual part [since I can't write Howie smut for some reason..he just doesn't wrap my burrito]
Anyways..here goes..
The Perfect Night
By:Mystery Lady [Storyline by Mystery Lady, diary entry written by LPB&J]
1999
I sighed as she got off the phone with Howie. He was coming home soon, he didn't know exactly when. I had been thinking a lot about our relationship. I sat on the bed and took out my diary [or journal..I dunno which to call it].
~ Entry ~
I can't stand this anymore. Howie and I have been together for forever it seems, yet not once has he wanted anything more from me save a few kisses. The frustration is killing me. Sometimes I just want to
rip his clothes from him and love him all night long. What I really want though is for him to make love to
me. I can just see it now; it would be so perfect, so
beautiful. I walk into the room to find it strewn
with vanilla scented candles. I spot Howie standing
in the middle of the room, leaning against one of the
bedposts. His hair is down, flowing and curly, just
the way I love it. His purple button down shirt is
open except for the last few buttons where it hangs
over his black jeans. He motions for me to come to
him, which I do slowly. As I stop before him, he
places a finger against my lips to silence the
question that had been forming there. He outlines my
lips with his finger before moving his touch to my
cheek, lightly caressing my soft skin as he outlines
my jaw. As he brings his lips to mine his hand moves
down my neck to my shoulder. His other hand comes up
to my other shoulder and together they lower the
straps of my sundress and let it fall in a swoosh to
my feet. As his tongue parts my lips and explores my
mouth, he lifts me in his arms and carries me around
to the side of the bed. After gently laying me down
in the center he breaks the kiss so I can watch as he
slowly, teasingly removes his clothes. Naked he joins
me on the bed. Staring into my eyes his hands begin
to explore my body. Cupping my breasts and teasing my
nipples his fingers continue to glide over my skin. As his mouth comes down to engulf one nipple within,
his hands hook into the waistband of my panties. At
first his hands don't move, as his mouth turns to pay
equal attention to my other breast. When he begins
laying kisses down my body his hands move with him,
ridding me of my underwear as he comes to rest between
my thighs. Using his lips and tongue, he tastes my
sweetness until I cry out his name as I find release. Then and only then does he slowly kiss his way up my
body until our lips meet, tongues dancing hotly as he
covers my body with his. Slowly he enters me as he
reaches down and wraps my legs around his waist,
puling him in deeper. Together we begin to move, my
arms locking around his neck as we continue to kiss. We move to an age-old rhythm until finally breaking
the kiss we scream out each other's name as we find
ecstasy together. With a gentle sweet kiss he
collapses against me. Once we've both come down from
out high, he rolls off me and pulls me tightly to his
side. As my head rests on his chest he whispers, "I
love you," before we both drift off to a blissful
sleep.
But sometimes it seems that'll never happen.
~end of entry~
I laid the book down on the bed and walked out the door to go shopping. A few hours later, I came home to Howie on the bed reading my book.
"What are you doing?!"
"Um..I.."
"You asshole!" I yelled and grabbed the book away, "I'm going. I'll be back later." I informed him, needing to cool off.
~an hour later~
I walked into the house, feeling a lot more calm.."hey maybe Howie reading that will help out a bit." I thought.
I shut the front door behind me and started to walk up the stairs.
"You home, baby?" Howie said from up the stairs somewhere..my room possibly?
I smelled the scent of vanilla candles and I grinned.
The end
ok..I didn't put another scene in there because it'd be the same as the diary entry..*L*
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by Mystery Lady and Mystery Frack, 1999