The beginning of your future - Part 3 - Final

The room of my dreams.

I held her hand and she led me inside her room. It was spacious, for such small apartment. Had a huge bed, a closet and an old comber with mirrors and a light marble top where you could see some perfume bottles and porcelain items to complete the appearance of a distant past.
The room had an eerie soft blue illumination that I could not find the source. It involved us totally.
She kissed me again and started to undress me very slowly. Everything she did was gentle and kind. She longed for love but was not rushing into it, savoring every moment she had.
As she undressed me, she was kissing by body so softly it felt as if feathers were touching my skin and that was giving me great pleasure.
We finally went to bed and what followed was the most impressive lovemaking of my life. I was involved by her arms, whole body and the blue light. It was all around us. I was floating in the blue air, being loved by a beautiful woman and wished it would never end. Her body was so soft and smooth my hands were sinking in her flesh. As we embraced we were joining our bodies into one single field of sexual energy, glowing bright in the dominance of blue. Every movement we made would cut the air as if made of blue gelatin. We were part of it. The whole room was one single organism solely devoted to the sexual act. It pulsated with us. It moaned and screamed with us. The echo of our pleasures rippled in the matter that involved us. We were all one, moving in slow motion what made the lovemaking even more fantastic, surrounded by a thick blue, fluorescent sea.
We finally collapsed in bed, our bodies cuddled in a loving embrace. We fell asleep in that sea of blue.
I had dreams of floating in the ocean, being carried by her. Our bed had turned into a boat, she sheets were the sails. Fishes of all colors were jumping out of the water into the blue that was still around us. There was no sign of land anywhere near.
Suddenly the sea started to get rough. A big wave broke into the boat and we were turned upside down and we were sinking. The more we sank the deeper the blue turned. I made an effort to go to the surface. I was swimming upward in that thick mixture and already exhausted got to the surface and gasped for air.
I found myself sitting on my bed, looked around and saw my room. Nobody was with me. It all had been a strange dream.
I went to the window, opened and let the cold air get in, waking me up complete.
It was early in the morning. Took a shower, went for breakfast at the nearby coffee shop, still trying to process the whole deal with that dream I had. It felt so real.
After breakfast I strolled into the park.
Not that many people around. I took a dirt path between the woods. It was windy. A sheet of paper flew by me, carried by the wind. It landed just ahead on the path. I looked at it in disbelieve. The wind then carried it away again. I said to myself: “No, that’s too much for me.” I turned into another path leaving that lane behind.
From a distance, a beautiful young woman was observing the event. With a sad smile she turned and walked away in another direction.

End.

Julia - Part 5 - Final

Decision.

Julia stayed at the window absorbed by her thoughts, distant, pensive, for a long time. It was getting dark and she started to feel the cold in her skin. She closed the window, felt the warmth of the central heating surrounding her.
William was lying in bed naked, his eyes closed but he was not asleep. Probably reviewing his thought, as she was doing before, by the window. She was remembering every moment of the lovemaking the night before, how wonderful it was. She felt loved like never before in her life. So intriguing, with a man she barely knew, now so intimate. She fell in love, not being able to restrain it.
She got up, took off the shirt and went to bed.
She kissed William and his eyes opened. He looked deep inside those greenish blue eyes. They were tearful. They kissed again. They embraced and were touching each other with such passion. She turned her back to him and started caressing, with her body moving against his, touching every part of it. They were getting aroused again and she could feel him. She continued enticing him with her back.
She wanted in a way she had never dared to try. They had to have a first time somehow. She was totally relaxed and exited. She continued to move her back against him until they reached what her intentions desired and with no uncomforting she had him all in herself. It was a totally unexpected nice feeling and fast she reached climax after climax. Having him in such a new way brought her to greater levels of excitement and lust. She avidly moved her body accompanying his movements. Her back arched, her breasts went forward and she moved in waves of pleasure. His hands were caressing her hard nipples and went down to her womb and she was touched so intimately speeding the orgasmic explosion that made both tremble and reach the peak together.
She laid back, let out a sigh and rested on her beloved arms. That was a moment she wanted to cherish forever.
They fell in deep sleep.
It was morning when he woke up. The sunlight was getting through the window. He moved to the side to reach Julia but she was not in bed. –Probably in the shower, he thought.
Soon he got up and went towards the bathroom, it was empty. He came back running to the front and noticed her bag was gone. Julia was gone.
He sat on his bed and cried.
Julia was gone and he had the feeling she was not going to return.
He had that Friday off. He spent the whole weekend alone, in his bed. Her perfume was everywhere. His heart was hurting and there was nothing he could do about it.

Weeks passed, he took to his work trying to forget what had happened. He gave up the Saturday’s strolls downtown, just worked and went home. Part of his will was gone. The sadness he had was as if part of him had died. And he thought it did. It did.
One day arriving home, there was a man standing by the front door. As he approached, the man came towards him asking –Are you William? He complied to and he gave him an envelope saying: -This is for you, good night, he said with a nod of his head, went to a town car parked near the corner and drove away.
He looked at that envelope with a certain anxiety. Decided to get home before opening, he raced up the stairs, got home, closed the door and went to the front room, sat in one of the chairs by the window, turned on the lamp by it and trembling opened the envelope. There was a card inside. The card had an image of some corner café, in Soho.
The back of it was written: “I do not expect for you to understand my decisions. I am doing what I have to do. Only keep in mind I will not be able to love anyone else as I love you, ever.
Julia.”

I never heard from her again. Life went on. I overcame the hurt feelings left by the experience. Eventually started dating again. Few years later, got married, had children, and eventually got divorced. I jumped from one relationship to another. Loved, was loved. None of the feelings got even closer to the ones that happened in that little apartment in just two days, two intense days. I could never take out of my mind the image of her sitting by the window, pensive, rapt.
I believe in what she wrote.
Now in my late years, the one secret I keep inside my heart is the love I felt for her all these years and it didn’t go away.
I will take with me to the end, silently.


End.

Julia - Part 4

Loving.

The bathroom was small but nicely arranged. There was a bathtub with a shower adapted to it. Not always you have the patience to fill a tub for a bath, especially in the morning when you’re late to work.

The shower was nice and warm. His thoughts were driving him crazy. He would never expect all that sequence of events and he was happy.

The bathroom door opened.
Julia got in and went to the tub, put her finger across his mouth in a sign of silence and kissed him. It was a passionate, hungry, sweet and long kiss. Her lips were warm, soft, tender. Their hands were avidly caressing each other’s body. Her smooth skin was trembling with the emotions of that moment.
They lower themselves to the bathtub; he turned off the shower and let the faucet running to fill it up. They continued embracing each other, drawn closer, letting the intimacy of their bodies fulfill their desires.
They made love so softy at the beginning and the increasing excitement drove them to waves of amorous eruptions fusing them in a unison series of hard breathing in an increasing love frenzy culminating with a strong continuous and intense orgasm that lasted for some time until they collapsed in each other’s arms.
She turned around and rested her head on his shoulders above the water line and they stayed for a long time, feeling  the pulsating beat of their hearts.
They dried each other with the bath towel, went to bed naked and fell into a restful sleep in a loving embrace.
It was morning when William woke up. Julia was still asleep. He got up, took a quick shower and stared making some coffee.
When Julia woke up she went to the kitchen, gave him a kiss and told him she was going to the shower. By the time she finished there was a beautiful breakfast set waiting for her. They talked, ate plenty of bread, cheese and jams from the basket, replacing the spent energy.
After breakfast Julia helped him cleaning the table and with a complicity look in their faces, went back to bed. They laid there embracing, touching and caressing each other, few words spoken. They didn’t need them. Their loving feelings spoke for them through their eyes.
They dosed off for some times.
Later on Julia gave the idea to make the Thanksgiving feast right there, in the front room. They brought the basket; she took a towel from it and covered the carpet, setting up like in a pick-nick. The plants by the window added to the ambience, all they needed was an open sky to make it real.
They ate and drank fine wine, the turkey was delicious and they played with each other. The salmon had been put in the refrigerator the night before and they agreed to leave it for later. There was plenty of food for now.
There are moments in life, so special, we should be able to freeze and keep them. They are exceptional moments of love at its best. You would keep them in a box that you could open at any given time in life and relive the greatness of the feelings nested in there.
That’s how they felt at that moment.
Julia was happy. William was happy.
They made such a nice pair.
In the back of his mind the question rested. “How long would that happiness last?” For what they felt right there I would say forever.
The central heating kept their naked bodies warm. Julia got up, went to the window, opened up a little. The cold afternoon air mixed with the heated air in the apartment. Julia looked at William, picked up the shirt he was using the day before and in an intimate gesture, worn it and sat by the window with an expression of distant thought passing through her minds. What could she be thinking?



To be continued…