Thinking about me asking you to come over naked the other day brings a smile to your face while you again watch the video we made in the shower.
The weekend's over, we made it home... back to our real lives, back to our real spouses. You sigh deeply thinking back on the weekend. You’re a little raw and a little sore, but incredibly satisfied. You climb into bed, laying your head on the pillow and think about us.
I was looking at the moon and centering myself when he grabbed my hand and yanked me off the rock I was on and down the jetty too fast for me to keep up. I kept slipping on the rocks and even banged my knee... Why is he yanking me and dragging me like this? Damn.
“I’ll meet you in the room. I want you on the bed, naked. I’ll be right there,” I said as we walked into the lobby of the hotel. I watched you walk towards the elevator before making my call.
After an eventful evening poolside and a late morning sleeping in, we decide it might do us good to get out of the hotel room for a minute. We hop in the rental and take off headed anywhere, headed nowhere really. We drive through the city and outside of town, we keep going until there are only cornfields on either side and we haven’t seen another car for about 1/2 hour.