It was a bad week. Like the old song says, wed been together too long and he was stressing hard about it. Where is this going? How much more fun can we have? Whatpm I doing, this wasnt part of my plan! Its too good to last.

Its not good enough to last.

I had never seen him like this and it scared me.

I cried at the thought of losing him. Of losing this. This perfect friendship, partnership, love. Over the past year we had become everything I could hope for. Co-conspirators in unimaginable adventures, loving each other with wild abandon. Was I in danger of losing this amazing romance and my best friend? The thought was more than I could bear.

I promised to give him space and threw myself into work. As I toiled in the hot sun, I thought of all the times that we had been hot and sweaty together, our bodies slipping and sticking to each other until we ended up in a heaving, wet mass of flesh. Suddenly my softness was throbbing and a sob stuck in my throat. What a strange combination! We didnt talk for a couple of days. He sent messages, small talk mostly, and I felt myself shutting down. Self preservation kicked in.

I felt the need to be callous, to do whatever I needed to keep from being hurtagain. My head said, whatever, nothing lasts forever, next while my heart said, NOOOOO... He tried to explain how he was feeling. It was confusing at first, but started to make sense. He asked me to have faith.

In what I wasnt sure. Him? Us? God? I clung to faith. All sorts. And I waited. We hadnt seen each other for a week.

Unheard of. He was working a big project, which was probably good for both of us. He finally called.

The job was going well. He still felt off. He needed to feel my body next to his my heart jumped out of my chest, but he wasnt sure he could make it over.

He would probably work until midnight, probably be too tired. And my heart sank again I promised to leave the porch light on and the door unlocked. One of the benefits of country living is that there isnt a whole lot of danger in doing this.

I went to bed, naked, sad and worn out. He wasnt coming. I dont know exactly what woke me. It was like a spark, a shock, electricity on my thigh. I was so out of it, that it startled me. Where am I? Who is that? Oh my god, he drove all the way over here in the middle of the night??? I was so happy. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Hey baby, he whispered, as his hands followed the curves of my body. I was instantly wet. He sidled up next to me and I could feel every muscle in his body.

Hed lost weight, felt firmer. It must be the stress and working so much. It felt good on him. He stared kissing me. Deeply, passionately. My body was on fire as I ran my hands over his face and through his hair. It was pitch black, but I could tell that he had been to the barber, and hadnt had a chance to shaved. He rolled me onto my back and started sucking my nipples just the way I like it, only better. Long, deep, hungry suckling.

My body was aching for more, so I pulled him onto me. His length slipped easily into my teasing wet cunt. Oh my god, how long had it been??? He filled me tightly, effortlessly, deeply. Youre sooo wet he breathed into my neck. And I was. Teasing wet. His balls made a slapping sound as they pounded against my soft place. Wet with faith. I flipped him over and gobbled his long, hard length, then jumped on it, pounding the tip into my G-spot. I was near orgasm when he pushed me off and started eating my softness. Could I get any wetter? His tongue flicked back and forth on my personal place. It got harder with every touch, until I thought I would burst.

My lips were swollen as he sucked on them, hard, then toyed in between, burying his tongue deep in my slit. Finally, mercifully, he climbed up me, kissing my breasts, my neck, my lips.

I could taste the sweetness of my softness and it made me insane! I toyed and sucked and bit every drop of it off of his beard and mouth as he, again, slipped that fabulous length inside me. Slowly, deeply, lovingly, then hard and fast and furious. I cant remember feeling all of this at once before. In a matter of minutes, we were coming. Together, hard. In the words of Ike and Tina, Like my back aint got no bone Im not sure if I passed out or fell asleep. Whats the difference. We were back. There was no denying the passion, the electricity that I felt. Surely, he felt it too. I heard him get up in the morning. He didnt shower or say goodbye, which he always does. It was still dark, so I rolled over and fell back to sleep until the alarm went off. I awoke with renewed faith.

All was right in my world.

The love of my life was back and better than ever. I looked forward to the weekend, when we would celebrate one year of unrelenting bliss. The phone was ringing as I got out of the shower. It was him.

Hes apologizing for not making it over last night. Too much work, still not sure how he feels, the weekend is up in the air. I am stuttering and confused. My softness sore from last nights pounding. But, last night I started. He interrupted me, I know, I said Im sorry, I had to work. Look, if you cant understand this, then Oh, no, I understand, really, and its fine. Ill just leave the door open and the light on.

You know where to find me if you want me. He made a confused sound as I hung up. Whatever, nothing lasts forever. Next COLOR burlywood