Date: Mon, 16 Jul 2012 18:54:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Christos Kastellanos <christoskastellanos@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Moment in Time... Our Time/ Relationships/ No Chapters

A Moment in Time... Our Time

By

Boo

Just a little note from me to you, the reader, Boo is the name that my baby
calls me and when he does, it sends shivers through my body and directly to
my cock.

I had just finished the laundry, and after folding my husband's underwear,
I found myself horny... horny for him. I glanced at the clock, ten after
eleven, it read and I sighed. I would not make it until he got home. I
began vacuuming our apartment and after dusting the place it was now five
to twelve.

"Oh God I need you Christopher... now," I sighed, rubbing my swollen
crotch.

I sat down on the sofa and flipped through the channels hoping to find a
diversion that would take my mind of Christopher and keep it calm until he
walked through the door. The first thing that I found was the Bachelorette,
with all those hunky men.

"Wrong fucking channel Seth," I said aloud to myself and kept on surfing.

The next channel down was HBO and what came flaming across my screen, but a
hunk of a vampire sucking on some dude's neck. My cock began oozing. I shut
off the set and tossed the remote which bounced a little to hard, ok so it
bounced really hard and landed in the fish tank.

"A shower, I'll take a nice cold shower and that'll calm all my
testosterone," I said and wandered off to our bathroom. "I'll worry about
the remote later, maybe the beta will want to watch something," I muttered.

I stripped of my clothes, which wasn't much because I loved to just walk
around naked or in my boxer briefs. I slid my briefs down my legs, stepped
from them and began fondling my dick.

"No... you are here to shower dummy not masturbate," I said turning on the
cold water and adding just enough of the hot to take the sting from it.

I stepped under the spray, shivered profusely, and yelled out `what the
fuck were you thinking', but my dick went immediately soft and shrunk. I
stayed for a while longer and then panicked when I thought that I heard the
door to our apartment close.

"Oh fuck, did I bother locking the door after he left," I asked softly,
grabbing a towel and wrapping it around me.

I inched my way from the bathroom through our bedroom, hoping to surprise
whoever it was that had snuck into the apartment. I tried to remember if
Christopher had a work order in to have something repaired or not when I
heard footsteps coming down the hall.

"Well if he's a rapist, he'll not have much to remove," I whispered as
dread ran through me.

I froze right where I was standing. I looked around the room and spotted a
baseball bat; grabbing it I stood ready to defend myself. I held the bat
over my head; my heart was pounding so loud that I was afraid that whoever
was sneaking down the hall would hear it.

"Gotcha sucker," I yelled leaping out from behind the bedroom door ready to
lower the bat.

"Seth... what the fuck are you doing," Christopher asked, holding up his
hands to defend yourself.

"Christopher... what are you doing home," I asked, lowering the bat and
dropping it to the floor.

I rushed into his arms, my body was shaking so hard from the fear that had
grabbed me that he just held me close.

"You have been on my mind all morning, so I told the boss that I was taking
the rest of the day off," he said, tearing away the towel between us.

He lifted my chin and kissed my lips long and with a lingering pleasure,
and of course it went directly to my dick. Yep you got it, it turned to
stone.

"Is this allowed, you won't get fired for leaving early, will you," I
asked, still tasting his lips on mine as I softly ran my tongue over them.

Christopher was everything that I had ever searched for in a man, and then
some.  He had something in his inner strength, and more, he had the ability
to make my world his, and his world mine, and doing it with love and
compassion.

"I can do as I want, I'm the office manager and besides, you are more
important then some job," he whispered to me, stepping back and removing
his shirt.

It might have been the way that he wore his pants, or maybe it was his
naked chest, I wasn't sure at the moment what I liked more, but it
certainly had to do with the way that I felt, crushed against him as he
tried to lower me to the floor.

"Not here honey," I whispered against his full pouting lips.

You released me, catching my hand and leading me back to our bedroom with
the towel remaining behind on the floor.

`Yep, a typical husband leaving things where he dropped them,' I thought
looking back at the towel.

For the longest moment, he just stood there looking at me, and looking at
me was more seductive than any touch could ever be. His eyes seemed to
drink me in, and as he did, I came alive as I stepped into his embrace. Our
lips locked passionately together, and I became instantly and desperately
immersed in him, in every sensation that his touch brought.

I am never sure how we stumbled down onto the bed, but once there, we
became a tangle of arms and legs, so eager to touch one another that we
seemed a stream of fluid motion. He was a practiced and courteous lover,
natural and easy in all of his movements, and with every caress. His
fingers moved along my spine, cradling my ass to bring our flesh closer to
one another. He was unhurried, careless of his own arousal as he kissed my
shoulders, explored the lines of my neck, and then teased my nipples with
his teeth and tongue.

"Oh God how you know how to pleasure me," I cry out, holding him to my
breast as he sucked and nibbled on my nipple.

I moved against him as well, in wonder at the wall of his chest, at the
feel of him, so responsive to the lightest pressure of my fingers, to a
subtle kiss pressed here, there and everywhere upon him. I finally curled
back into his arms, and he rose up and was inside me, and for moments... oh
such long, glorious moments, I am just riveted by the pleasure of him being
inside me, and filling me completely.

"Oh Christopher... I have needed this ever since you left this morning," I
whisper, pulling his lips back to mine in a kiss that is so long and
promising of the love that is to come.

I knew that such sweetness could not last too long, for the urge to move
was strong, the urge to increase the friction and the madness rising within
me... within him was too overpowering.

But he knew how to move. If there was a world beyond our bed, I didn't
really care, for my world was Christopher and he was here with me, in me,
and taking me into his world where nothing but us mattered.

For infinitely long, miraculously long minutes, there was nothing in the
world but being with him, for me, feeling the sleek slide of his body
against mine, with that remarkable intensity of his sex and the very simple
wonder of being so excruciatingly intimate together.

Rising and falling, arcing and writhing, rolling and even laughing
breathlessly, and then turning us over and finding our rhythm again. He
held me above him, and his eyes caught mine, his hands slid from my hips,
along my abs to my chest, pinching my nipples as I glided seductively up
and down on his cock. Then his hands moved downward and I am lying beneath
him again, with everything spinning and turning as he resumed that
wonderful rhythm.

"Take us to paradise," I whispered, looking up into the depths of those
beautiful green eyes that were alive for me, with me and because of me.

Christopher's thrusts became urgent, needy, and he caught me to him in a
wild deep thrust and my world was illuminated with burst of light so bright
that I closed my eyes as I climaxed, feeling his own climax as his cock
throbbed its sweet elixir into me.

Our bodies were shuddering with spasms, his sweat covered body against mine
as we rolled on the tide of our climax's sweet afterglow, our hearts
pounding a staccato beat.

We collapsed on the sheets together, panting, as our fingers entwined and
our hearts raced. I lay against him, feeling the air cool around me, he
sighed, a happy and sated man.

"Did I do good," he asked, rising to an elbow, amused as he looked down
into my sex glossed eyes.

I laughed softly, amazed by the deep, rich green of his eyes. "Do
good... honey you totally blew me away," I said between pants.

I was still gasping for normal breathing when he was suddenly between my
legs and his tongue is lapping up the cum that he had just deposited in me.

"Oh fuck yessssssssss... more... oh fuck babe eat me," I screamed as his
tongue not only fucked my pussy, but slurped away his seed. "Fuck me
sweetheart... oh God how I need you again," I begged and he was quickly
inside me again.

An hour later we are both panting as we come down from our latest climax.
He spooned me against his hard body and we fell into a wonderful and
blissful sleep. Just before I drifted off, I thought, just another
stupendous moment in time for us.