Passion and I seem to gravitate towards each other more and more. We began to talk about our families and our relationships. We expressed our concerns about the deployment. We wondered how we would make it through such an ordeal.
With the days quickly escaping us, I suggested we make a pact that developed from a joking conversation. You see, there weren’t many women in the unit, so I had expressed to her one day that should the need arise to relieve herself of any sexual frustrations during our deployment, she could depend on me to make it happen. A few days past before I got a response from her. It took me off guard a bit.
“I may have to take you up on that offer of yours,” she said to me one evening as we were headed out, to a strip club of all places.
“What offer is that,” I asked, not having a clue as to what she was speaking of.
“I mean, as I look around the unit, there doesn’t seem to be many options for a woman.”
“No doubt,” I said rather astonished that she had even heard any of my previous proposals.
That evening, we all met up at the club. I’ve never been big on going to strip clubs. The whole tease thing just doesn’t do it for me. Perhaps it’s because I don’t masturbate. Perhaps its because I think pornography is a waste of time unless I’m involved, and I know what strippers try to sell you is merely a pipe dream.
Whatever the case, I took my position in the corner of the club sipping a glass or Grand Marnier when the sexiest woman in the club suddenly captivated my attention. She stood in front of me, moving her body to the rhythm of the music in the background. Here sexy, dark chocolate legs enticed my imagination through the fish net stockings that she wore beneath her mini-skirt. Her blouse unbutton slightly reflected the lights of the club off her beautifully toned breast. Her eyes locked into mine as she moved closer to me licking her lips. I became heated in thoughts of passion and mischief. She bent down over me and whispered in my ear, “is this what you want?”
I was speechless. Passion had not only sparked an interest in my mind, but was now awakening a force of nature within me that I hadn’t quite felt before, at least for some time anyways. Our eyes reunited for a brief moment and suddenly we found ourselves engulfed in a moment of passion as our lips met for the very first time.
They were the softest lips I had ever had the honor of enjoying. Her hand moved to the back of my head as mine did hers. I think for every man, there is that one woman. That one soul that compliments every move you make. Every feeling you have. At this moment in time, it seemed as if our souls had finally found each other, and there was silence. No music. No sound. Just the sounds of two hearts echoing each other’s beat as if they had been programmed to do just that. The moment climaxed then came to an end. Passion turned and walked back into the shadows of the club and I sat there confused as if I had just had my first true kiss.
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