Forgiveness ©
Forgiveness
I really fucked up, I know I fucked up, I really know I fucked up and
now I don’t have you. I miss your voice, I miss your lips, I miss your touch. I
miss just being with you. What can I do for your forgiveness?
~~~~~~~~~~Love,
Honey
I never begged for anything
a day in my life, not a dollar, not food, not anything. But here I am begging
for your forgiveness. The saying is true, you don’t know what you’ve got until
it’s gone, and all alone. That saying rings so true for you and I. You were the
embodiment of a perfect man, but I didn’t realize that until it was too late.
I
hesitantly send you that e-mail hoping you will reply. But I wait, minutes turn
into hours, hours turn into days, days turned into a week and a half.
I know I was an asshole for treating you how I
did and you have no reason in the world to take me back. I selfishly treated
you the way he treated me. I’m dumb I can admit that but please understand I
just want your love. Can I have it?
I turn into your driveway I see your car
is outside, no other cars are there. Good. I slowly walk up to the door. You
answer wearing a black tank top, a pair of gray basketball shorts, and a pair
of black Nike socks with the gray Swoosh. You pushed your dreads back from
around your face, you look regal as always, a perfect king in search of your
queen. Your queen, which I want to be me.
You frown
when you realize it’s me. “What do you want?” “You.” I say fighting back the
tears. “Honey we’ve went through this too many times already. You fucked up and
I can’t be with you.” You say coldy and callously. “I’m sorry just understand
me baby. Just do that for me please. I miss you baby. I fucked up, like I said
time and time again. I never wanted anything in the world as badly as I want
you right now.” The look in your eyes softens a bit, “Honey come in.” A
breakthrough maybe, “You said you want my forgiveness right?” “Yes baby more
than anything.” “Prove it.” “How baby? I’ll do it.” “However you feel is
appropriate.”
Your face
maintains the hardness it had adopted when you open the door. I take your hand
and say, “Follow me.” I lead you up the spiral staircase that leads to your
bedroom. I opened the bedroom doors and we go into your bedroom that is fit for
a king, a huge king size mahogany sleigh bed sits atop of a large mahogany
platform. I lead you up to the bed and tell you to lay down. I slowly start
removing your tank top revealing the tattoo of an eagle in full soar on your
chiseled chest. I start licking it with my tongue. I start kissing on your neck.
You let out
a slight sigh I let my lips barely touching your skin causing a funny
sensation. I slowly suck on your earlobe. I slowly work my mouth down to my
goal, a part of your being that I’d missed so much. I slowly pulled your shorts
and boxers down. I gently stroke it, cherishing the moment and then I take it
into my mouth. I give my performance every drop of energy I have until I feel
you convulse in an orgasmic burst. I get up while you are still enjoying the
moment and start undressing.
I kicked off my heels and pull the tie on my
wrap dress letting it fall to the floor in a cascade of silky material. Your
eyes roam my curves, you sit up on the bed and place your hands on my hips and
pulled me closer. I kiss you, I kiss you like I never kissed you before,
letting every drop of my love for you be expressed from my lips to yours’.
By the time
we have stopped kissing my head is spinning and I’m dizzy. You unsnapped my bra
and throw it to the wayside, you start kissing my breasts individually then you
start sucking my nipples, I always loved the way your lips felt against my
skin. My panties are drenched from the stimulation. You use your free hand to
pulled my panties down and rub my clit.
I can’t take it anymore and my legs
start to shake as I cum. I stopped you, this isn’t supposed to be about me this
is supposed to all be about you. I completely remove my panties and push you
back on the bed. I slowly lower myself onto your manhood. I feel it in my
stomach, like always but I’m relishing the moments. I start grinding my hips in
a slow rhythm. You place your hands behind your head and lock eyes with me. I
move up and down, winding my hips on every down stroke.
You move
your hands from behind your head to palm my breast. You bite your lips as you
feel how soft my C cups feel in your hands. You sit up long enough just to ever
so slightly bite my nipples making me yell out your name before I knew it I
came again. You tell me stop and you lay me down. You get between my legs and
penetrate me.
I place my hands on the back of your neck and make direct eye
contact with you your dark brown bedroom eyes are such a turn on to me. Sweat
is falling off of you onto me and damn you look sexy. It feels so good to me as
you work in and out, in and out of me.
You make me
come three times, before you finally come and lay down beside me and stare at
the ceiling. “Honey I love you. All if forgiven.”
A smile spreads across my
face and I lay my head on your chest. And I know I’m not fucking up every again.
Ever again.
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