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A KIND OF LOVE STORY.EROTIC.ADULT ONLY

 was almost pristine in her quiet countenance.
Late twenties to thirty with soft long hair.
Her smile had attracted me.
I am only 16 but she looked so
Ethereal I had to meet her.
So I took a rejection risk.
And sat down next to her.
On the city park bench.
She smiled at me.
And asked do you know who I am.
Confused I said no miss who are you?
She flickered a frown on her sweet forehead.
I don’t know I just awoke here this morning.
Do you know your name.
She looked in thought no I have no name.
I touched her hand its Ok Don’t worry miss.
You have me now. I will help you.
I looked across the city parkette a billboard
Advertised Melody songs streaming music.
It came to me you are now Melody
She smiled her beautiful smile. Oh I love it Melody.
I thought I should call the police  but
What if she had done something wrong.
I felt like the adult  and she was the child.
I took her to our family lakeside cabin
about an hour from town.
I called mom and  told her  i was staying there for a while
To chill out. I withdrew $300
from my never to used college fund.
Bought us some supplies  and we arrived at the place.
It was cold so I lit a fire and put a blanket around melody.
Then got a mug of steaming hot chocolate down her.
She said  i am very hungry so  cooked her some
pasta and meatballs my staple.
We ate chunks of fresh Italian loaf.
And  I put her on the sofa by the fire
Covered her with an afghan and she fell asleep.
When she awoke she looked up
And saw me holding vigil over her keeping her safe.
She smiled that smile OMG my heart skipped.
You are so kind to me such a gentleman.
At 16 I had no idea what a gentleman was.
I carried her to the only bed in the cabin
And tucked her in
Kissing her eyelids
Rest miss rest and sleep.
I will take care of you.
About three in the morning I woke
Shivering and freezing the fire had burned out.
Melody was sat in the chair
Come to bed honey she said.
I was  confused
I had never been on a bed with a woman other than mom
and melody was definitely not mom.
She saw my hesitance took my hand and led me to the bed
Under the covers she said snuggle with me honey get warm.
I could feel her soft breast on my back
I was responding to her beautiful femininity
Her hand found my erection she smiled
Ohh am I that exciting to you?
I said I am really sorry miss ..I have never.....i mean i have not been with...
She placed a finger on my lips to quieten me.
Hush hush its alright
You are safe with me and it was true I was safe with her.
IN fact I had never felt safer.
She opened her blouse
And placed his hand onto her breast
Ohhh Miss, miss I moaned
Its Ok honey come to me.
L lifted my face and we kissed for
The first time
She flickered her tongue
And she taught me passion.
I unfastened her  bra freeing her breast
Engorging her sweet nipples.
She held my cock now hard
and begging for her release.
Soon lay naked i opened her labia’s
And took her in my mouth
Suckling her little swollen bud
She took my cock in her mouth
So sweetly  so beautiful.
and  I came almost like a river without end.
She held me like her baby
In her arms warm and safe
And I knew for the very first time
In my young life   I was in love.
And I also knew with a heart like mine,
I would never fall in love like this again.
I whispered I love you Miss Melody
She said shhhhhh honey be still.
For six weeks we stayed at the cottage
Eating sleeping reading books
Talking for hours and making love.
She trained me to be her lover.
And there never was a more dedicated pupil.
She still had no recollection of who she was.
I was secretly happy at this
Since logic said a lady as lovely as Melody
Must have a boy friend or husband somewhere.
And it would leave me devastated if she left me.
We drove the hour back to the city
To pick up supplies.
We were in the supermarket.
When I looked around she had gone.
I was devastated.
Two weeks later I read a newspaper report.
It told of Skye Mullery an officer at the reform
School in the next town had been in a car
Accident and banged her head losing all memory.
She came to six weeks later in a supermarket
And could not remember anything of the time
She was missing.
I looked at her picture it was Melody.
I planned  it all for a week
I broke into the local electronics store

Grabbed a bag of iPhones and  computer tablets
And sat in the managers office
Until the police came and arrested me.
The lady judge said she was sick of break in thieves
And sent me to the hard time reform school for a year
Until I was eighteen.
I said nothing as I was led away.
I did not see Melody for a week
She passed by me in my class.
without noticing me.
I said to a long timer what do I have to do to see her.
He laughed she is in charge of discipline
In here you need to keep away from her.
I formed another plan
I shrew my tray of food all over the cafeteria
And broke the water fountain.
An hour later I was marched into her office.
I don’t think I have ever seen anyone as beautiful.
She read the report quietly
And looked up into my eyes.
Here’s where she remembers me
And we kiss my romantic brain  fancied.
Instead I bent over her  desk
getting six hard lashes off her cane on my bottom.
I hope that lesson helps you know
Where the food in the cafeteria belongs young man.
But Miss.

Next she said.
On my tenth visit to her office
For fighting
Stealing
Insubordination and braking things on purpose.
She went to her cupboard and
selected her now familiar rattan cane.
My teeth clenched ready for the 12 that I had progressed to.
When she stopped and said softly dont I know you?
I said yes miss this is my tenth visit here.
No I remember you.
Its you are the one that cared  for me
when I had amnesia.
Tears welled in her beautiful eyes.
Yes miss it was me.
She dropped her cane and held me in her arms.
We kissed I told her my story.
Do you hate me for caning you so much.
No Miss  I am here because
I love you.
When I was released on my 18th birthday
I could not go home
My parents had disowned me.
I walked through the gates alone and scared.
and a small Toyota pulled
Up beside me it was Melody
Do you have anywhere to go.
No .miss I said.
She opened her door
And we drove to her small house.
She  held my hand and led me to her bedroom
Where we made love
And I fell in loved all over again.
She said i am too old for you
You need a nice young lady your own age.
I said she was probably right but I had one small problem with that.
She looked up into my eyes wanting more.
You see I only have one heart to love with
And I already gave it to a lady named Melody
It belongs to her and i never ever take gifts back.
That was five years ago
Just before our little daughter was born
She looks so beautiful
Just like Skye
But I named her Melody.
Written by SkyeMullery
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