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    The Settlement – 20

    Story written on January 2, 2006 by lwordid.
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    Crying and Smiling

    Bette repeated, “So which one do you want?  Proximity to either the windows or bathroom is at stake.”

    Rubbing her face on my cheek she genially offered, “Come on baby, you can select which profile you prefer to show off.” 

    Then joked, “We both know I don’t have to be as particular.”

    I laughed softly as she chuckled low in her throat.  That sound…one of a few that drove my mind to distraction and body to pulsate. 

    “So…left or right?” she reiterated.

    Beyond my physical response, it could not have been more apparent.  Not that we had not appreciated nor realized the significance before this.  In that moment the reality of the act of me being here, in our home took hold. 

    Our choices. Bette asking and my assent.  My move and her welcome.  The concession offered at this very moment allowing and proving my own claim to our home even if I was a ‘late arrival’ as it were.  Choices made together.  Living through this precise instant was an experience we would have but once. 

    It was in the air.  The promise of what was, what is and what was going to be.  Without a doubt the memory would linger.  The moment was perfect. 

    Loosening her hold but keeping her arms around me, I turned to face her.  Putting my arms around her neck, I kissed her tenderly.  My hands indulged in the feel of her.  Kneading and smoothly gliding downward until my thumbs hooked the belt loops resting just below her lower back.

    I drew her into me deliberately.  Unhurriedly, I shifted our positions gradually until her calves pressed against the footboard.  A gentle nudge left her without option but to surrender to gravity.  Supporting her back, I lowered her slowly onto the bed and followed. 

    Her hands caressed my back as I continued rubbing and stroking my body over hers.  Straddling her, my arms were bent at either side of her torso.  My fingers played with her hair. Our upper bodies and sensitized points grazed deliciously when I moved just so.

    God I loved this woman.  Desired her.  Right then there was no mistaking how our afternoon was going to be spent. 

    Slowly…intimately, my hips moved in a circular motion as I pressed myself against and into her.  Delicately and with purpose.  She moved her own hips upward in response, timed to meet mine perfectly. 

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    6. LWORDID!! I thought you had DIED!! Your last post was SEPT 25, 2005!!! I was off for the holidays and came back to this story thinking WHY hasn’t LWORDID wrote any more to this story!! My heart jumped when I saw your post..Thank you!! and please continue!!

    7. Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.” – Theodor Seuss Geisel Oh my poor heart…I am so glad you posted. We miss you and happy new year

    9. I was hoping you continue. Thank you for continuing this story. I like that you write Tina’s perspective; someone who is clearly hurt, but growing from that hurt and realizing that person who hurt her is also growing. Did that make sense? Anyways, Thanks.

    11. This is your best chapter. The stillness of the memory and the graceful transition back to the present. Thank you. …its tone reminds me of a fic written a while ago by Gaymo. Thank you.

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