I Will Worship Thee With My Body - A Short Story - NJ DeViller Bonnie Tyler blares out of my radio..."I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero til the end of the night, and he's got to be strong and he's got to be fast, and he's got to be fresh from the fight, I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero til the mornig light, he's got to be sure and he's got to be soon, and he's got to be larger than life, larger than life..." I sing along with a secret smile as I anticipate our first meeting. We've been talking for weeks, about just this moment in time. With butterflies in my stomach I wonder if you'll actually show up. I roll one stocking up then the other fastening them to the garter belt I've purchased for this occasion. I inspect my freshly shaved pussy, to make sure not a stray hair remains. Your wish, is my command. I only want to make you happy. To please you. In our conversations leading us to this point in time I have told you I would "worship thee with my body". That in mind I forego the brasierre, which you have requested I not wear. I have been walking around without one now for awhile. It takes getting used to...afterall I've been wearing an over the shoulder boulder holder since I was 9. I am being careful in my preparations, I've had my outfit picked out, carefully pressed, I haven't eaten in a day or more out of nerves all in anticipation. I have carefully coiffed my hair, and done my subtle make up. Placed a hint of scent behind my ears...on my throat...in my cleavage, back of my knees, a new perfume, in honour of our first meeting. I carefully button my mauve silk blouse leaving three top buttons open, I slip into my short purple skirt. Then I slip into my shoes. My preparations are complete only when I have slipped my lipstick and some pin money into my hand bag. My children praise me, "mommy you look beautiful, where are you going?" I smile and say,"out". My husband is gone for the day, things haven't been good between us in a very long time, but I still feel a small twinge of guilt which I quickly brush aside. This is my day, one day I think to myself to be free. I have agreed to meet you at the bandstand. I tell my baby sitter I don't know when I'll be back, but I tell her all you have told me about where we are going, to be safe. You never know who you're going to meet over the internet. Yes, that is how we met originally. I was despondent, a holiday weekend I spent alone by choice, a holiday weekend you spent away from your wife because you didn't want to be a third wheel A weekend we spent together on the internet and on the phone. At first talking romantically, then talking passion. That was where this began. You told me your fantasy, I told you mine. Then those fantasies joined in cyber-space. You proposed this. At first I was timid, not wanting to rush in, but you convinced me with your words, your promises. These thoughts...yours and mine swirl around in my mind making me throb...as I make my way three blocks to our meeting place. All I can see is the photo you sent. And I wonder if it was really you. As I get closer to the bandstand, I see a figure standing there, I take a deep breath, and tell myself, this is it, you can turn back now, or go ahead with it. I continue on, your promises swirling in my head, a smile on my lips, a sway to my hips, as I get closer I know it's you. Your back is to me, but I can feel you , although we are still separated, by space and time. My god! I think to myself, he's more incredible than I ever imagained. There's still time to turn around I think to myself, but no, it's too late. You have turned and are watching me, I think he's going to be disappointed, but to the contrary, you smile at me, and say Hi Pretty lady, I say Tall Dark and Sexy. My heart has flown. Do you know what effect you have on me already? You take my hand and lift it to your lips for a feathery kiss, turning it over to kiss my palm. Such a simple, yet erotic gesture. I feel a moistness between my legs. You say, "I'm glad I finally get to see you" There's a double meaning in your words. As you feast upon me with your eyes. I lower my eyes under the intensity of your gaze, and blush. You raise my chin and look deeply into my eyes, can you see I've already melted? You are still holding my hand, as you lead me to your rental car. A silence falls between us. I sense perhaps you are nervous too. You open the door for me, and help me into the car. Here we go. I should feel a trepidation or fear, going somewhere with someone I'm meeting for the very first time, but I am oddly at ease with you, at the same time I feel very warm to be in such close proximity to you. You take me to a beautiful Victorian bed and breakfast, you have reserved a private dining area. There is candle light, soft music, and wine chilling. I'm impressed, by the thought you have put into this, and the butterflies rise again. My appetite, if I had one to begin with, has gone. Replaced by nervous anticipation. I watch you eat, I nibble at my portions, you pour the wine, my glass is never empty, and I feel the heat of it on my cheeks. You ask me if I'd like to go for a walk in the moonlight, I say that I would love that, it's a nice clear night, the warmth of the summer to come, on the breeze. There is an apple orchard nearby, you assure me, the proprietors have told you it is very romantic. You put your arm around my waist and I put mine around yours...leaning against you. You are so warm, and every bit as romantic as you said, and I'd imagined. We walk for a little while until we come to a clearing in the orchard where the moon light kisses a marble fountain. It's beautiful. I look up at you to see if you notice, you are looking down at me, as I have never seen a man look at me before. You lean down just barely touching my lips with yours...a feathery kiss which you trail along my jaw to my neck, to my ear and you whisper the words I've only seen spoken on my computer screen, "I want you". I find your lips with my own, parting my lips, and our tongues duel, you kiss me more deeply than I ever have been kissed, I press against you, as you hold me tight. My knees go weak. I whisper against your lips, "I want you too." Our walk back to the bed and breakfast back through the orchard is nearly a run, you have wisely taken a cottage. None of which surroundings I really notice at first. We fall in the door, I giggle nervously, as you shut it behind you. We rush together, another fiery kiss, your arms around me caressing my lower back....my hands on your chest, unbuttoning your shirt, untucking it from the waist of your slacks...you place one hand on my breast rubbing the nipple to arousal through the thin silk, you appear pleased with yourself. Realising there is no bra to contend with, you slip your hand inside my blouse to play with my other breast, while working on my buttons, you gently bite my neck , and trail kisses along my collar bone as I kiss your chest...your mouth getting ever closer to my breast, my hand massages your hard cock through the material of your slacks, while the other attempts to free you. "You are beautiful.", you whisper, "sensual, you smell so good." I let out a quiet moan, you do not know how much I enjoy having my neck and shoulders, and breasts played with, you caress me . Finally I have freed you from your constraints. I gasp in amazement at your size, your picture didn't do you justice. I kiss your chest...as my fingers do the walking, finding one male nipple as I kiss my way from your neck to your collar bone to your other male nipple while my hand traces circles around the other...I suckle and nibble you...kissing my way across your chest to your other...you let out a amall groan...as I run my hands over your rib cage, as I kiss my way down to your belly button...nuzzling you with my nose and flicking it with my tongue before continuing down....my hands massage your buttocks and thighs as I drop to my knees before you...I kiss your cock...your balls...as my hands move down your thighs and calves... removing your shoes...and socks..and pulling your slacks off completely....I kiss your feet....your calves, your inner thighs as my hands work back up your body.....I am now facing your manhood...I look up at you and see the look in your eyes...I give you a wicked grin...before I open my mouth and wrap my lips tightly around your hardness...sliding you in one inch at a time...I go down on you as far as I can...but I cannot get you in all the way...my hand moves to your balls...massaging...as I slide up and down your cock...I pause...to lick you from base to tip placing a kiss on your tip...before enveloping you in my soft...moist hot mouth again...increasing the pace...tightening my lips around you as I continue to suck on you....a moan escapes your lips....I smile inwardly... As I continue to fondle your balls with one hand...and wrap my lips around you as tight as I can...I stroke your inner thigh....then bring my hand to my wet pussy....stroking myself....I let out a small moan as I look up at the pleasure on your face....I slip my fingers from myself and insert them slowly into your ass...slowly working you open...then sliding them in and out....massaging your balls...sucking your cock...your fingers entwine themselves in my hair...pushing my face onto you further...I resist your attempts to push me harder....but your low groaning...forces me to pick up the pace slightly...I feel your balls begin to tense...I finger fuck your ass harder...I feel your cum against the back of my throat...and I swallow it hungrily....feeling you spasm in my mouth..I release my tight hold on you...but I don't let you go completely...as I finish licking you clean. You pull me to my feet...and kiss me deeply on the mouth tasting your own juices....grabbing my ass you lift me off my feet and I wrap my legs around your waist...my arms wrapped tightly around your neck...mouths moving against eachother tongues dueling...you lay me down on the bed and gently spreading my legs you bury your face in my pussy...tasting me...tantalising me..with your tongue...sucking on my clit....you then insert three fingers, kissing your way up to my breasts....mmm...I moan...you are setting me on fire with every touch...I arch toward you ...pressing closer...I feel you grow hard against me.. You roll me on top of you as you kiss me hard on the mouth....both arms around me holding me tightly...I push away from you straddling your hips and slowly impale myself on your cock....leaning forward....rubbing my breasts against your chest....slowly sliding up and down your cock....your hips coming up to meet me...faster...faster...hands roaming....I can't believe how good you feel inside of me...I push myself up into a sitting position...you gasp, ".oh my god"...I smile at you and continue moving up and down....our hands entwine...I'm fucking you faster now....our breathing coming in ragged gasps for air as the excitement builds...I feel the heat in my loins building....I whimper and moan...as my orgasm builds....I clench you with my love muscle over and over as waves of pleasure roll over me...I feel you too have exploded inside of me....I collapse on top of you...holding you inside...running my hands all over your body as you hold me close...another passionate kiss...and you roll me over onto my back...and begin licking our juices from my pussy...playing with my clit...until I orgasm again...my legs pinning your head between my thighs...I scream out your name......you crawl up onto the bed beside me...I snuggle aganst your chest as you wrap yourself around me....I breath...,"honey you're incredible" We kiss, a slow deep kiss...and your reply,"There's more where that came from". I smile looking into your eyes, and I feel so at home in your arms. We fall asleep bodies entwined. Sweet dreams playing out in our heads. When the sun rises and the birds sing, and we awake...we make love .in the shower, on a chair..and again .in the shower. We towel eachother off , get dressed, go for breakfast...you drop me off at the bandstand...and I ask you, "Will I see you again?" You smile, a devastatingly sexy smile, and kiss me again..."bye" you say. I watch you drive away, and I walk home with a smile on my face. Looking forward to our next meeting even if it's only on the computer...but hoping the next time you take me away with you.