"Z"

I met "Z" in a bar
She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen
Black rubber trousers
Leather jacket
Flowing long dark hair
brown eyes
How could a guy say no?

"Z" makes contact and we dance
She takes me by the hand and we go to her flat
I can’t believe this is happening
This just doesn’t happen.
She says "there something adorable about the way
you wear your glasses to look at things,
And then quickly put them away so no one notices"
wonderful she thinks i'm cute.

"Z" takes me to the bedroom
Past the bookcase of "magik" books and fetish gear.
And throws me on the bed
I am a straw in her hurricane.

She lights some candles
She fondles with buttons and zips
She stands naked before me a goddess in misapprehension
She takes my length in her hot mouth
It tickles in a good way
As I cores her exposed breasts
She commands me between her legs
I here her groan as I part her thighs

She commands me to take her
Through folds of velvet we become one
Rocking back and forth
Waves of orgasmic pleasure build up
Like tides around a sinking boat.
i close my eyes enjoying the sensation
if this is a dream i do not want to wake up.

I take the incentive,
i take her against the wall
She smiles; this is quite unexpected, unscripted and unplanned.
She return's me to the bed;
she throws me down so she can ride me
I sit up and begin to kiss her sweet lips,
I kiss the scars on her back and she returns the favour
there are no secrets here, no tonight.
we buck back and forth
She instructs me to orgasm at the same time
not a second to early,
I obey I am clay in her expert hands
Covered in sweat her hair tangled around my fingers.
I have never seen anyone look so beautiful
She is goddess.

I caress her swollen nipples
i lick them in a circular motion with my tongue
it was at this moment
I found a new use for my tongue stud.
She begins to convolve; her breathing becomes faster, erratic.
She looks me in the eyes and says "now"
We interlock hands every part of my body touches hers
flesh on flesh, soul to soul.
In a single second a universe died and was reborn
Orgasm’s ripped through are body like flame through paper
We collapse, spent, I hold her in my arms, stroking her head.
We never said a word; we just lay there enjoying the aftermath
She lights a cigarette.

I never saw "Z" again
I suppose she returned to whatever heaven she fell from,
but I heard from mutual friend
that to this day "Z" is the assistant manager
of NatWest Bristol branch
so I guess in some small way
she still gets to fuck me on a monthly basis.