With the cold night air surrounding us, and the heat of our bodies we have steamed up the windows. You sit up and take a deep breath, your breast rising and falling with the rhythm of your labored breathing as you try to catch your breath. You reach for your purse and light a cigarette and lean back against my chest. You hair stuck to your face and your makeup just about gone.
I feel your fingers trace lines over my leg and watch intently as they do. Neither of us wanting to move, but are content to be close to one another. The lioness has her pride and has chosen her mate. I look down at you as your eyes come up to mine and a warm smile crosses your face. I don't even know your name, yet I feel as if I have known you my entire life.
My hand lazily runs over your stomach to your breast, hardening your nipple once again under the delicate touch. A touch that has enflamed your soul and flesh. Your lips are so inviting. So full.
We begin to talk for the first time. No names. Just talk. We discover that we are both new to the area and have much to discover. I can not get you out of my mind. You have stirred something deep within my soul. A feeling that is so new and alien to me.
Soon, I ask you if you would like to come over to my place to sit in a hot Jacuzzi tub. The sparkle in your eyes betrays your answer before your lips do.
We dress and step from the car into the cold night air. Your nipples are so hard. I reach up to cup your breast in my hand and rub your nipples as our lips touch. I feel your legs weaken under my touch as our kiss grows. The short drive has taken on a new feel of its own. The feeling in the pit of my stomach and my heart has my mind reeling as never before. We park in the driveway and I walk to your car to help you out. Your hair is still stuck to your face and I can't help but think how amazingly beautiful you are.