About five minutes or so passed and I felt her hand stroking my hair, I looked up and I saw her face still flushed from the orgasm that she had just had.

“Baby come here.”

I moved my body so my face was level to hers and she leaned over and kissed me.

“Wow T, are you sure you haven’t done this before?”

“Was I okay?”

“Okay, T you were amazing that was the strongest orgasm that I have ever had.”

I smiled, proud of my accomplishment and I leaned and kissed her hard.  I was so afraid that I wouldn’t be able to give her and orgasm and she said it was the strongest she had ever had.  My fears were apparently unwarranted.

After we were done kissing, she snuggled close to me under my head and fell asleep.   I must’ve soon followed her because the next thing that I remember is it being noon on Sunday. 

I opened my eyes and saw the sun shining through the windows and door to the back patio and I realized that we had changed positions since we had fallen asleep and we were now spooning with Bette’s arm wrapped around my waist.  A perfect way to wake up.

I felt her moving and rolled over in her arms to see her chocolate brown eyes looking at me.

“Good morning T.”

I greeted her with a kiss, “good morning baby.”

Six pm came and we finally got out of bed after having made love from the time we got up with the exception of when we got up to go to the bathroom and when she ran into the kitchen to get some snacks for us to give us some energy to continue.

Somehow we made it from her bed but only made it to the living room where we put on a movie which had finished without us watching it due to our making out on the couch.  She got up to turn it off and sat back on the couch next to me, looked at me seriously and said “T, words can’t express how I feel about you.  I can’t describe how amazing this weekend has been for me, I know that you have to go to your apartment soon but before you leave I have to say in the only way that I know how to.  I love you T, I have never loved anyone but you and I know that I never will.”  Then she leaned in and kissed me softly like the first kiss that we had shared.

I left after another hour of making out on the couch and that leads me to writing this now.  I know a few things after this weekend, I am hopelessly and madly in love with Elizabeth Marie Porter and I forever will be.