He sits there, watching every move she makes. It has been a while since they have been together. He knows why he misses her so much. The things that tongue of hers can do….
She looks up at him, smiles, knowing that tonight they will be together, all night and the next day. She has missed him. Missed the comfort of his hugs, the gentleness of his kisses, his touch, the way he looks at her when she is doing the things she loves to do.
He watches as the glimmer of the creamy colored liquid hangs off the tip, pooling and growing heavier until a small droplet is forming and starting to hang there. She watches his eyes as she moves her tongue closer, waiting in anticipation for the drip to finally drop, and land on the tip of her waiting, outstretched tongue.
He watches her eyes but it is hard for him to not concentrate on that droplet. He thinks, Oh the things she has and can do with that tongue of hers. He can feel himself stirring more, looking so forward to what lies in store for them tonight and tomorrow. He quickly looks back at her tongue, the glimmer of the nectar there on the tip of her tongue. She raises the tip so the drop starts to move back, then she curls the tip of her tongue and sticks it out so he can watch as the drop disappears over the back of her tongue and down her throat.
She watches his face, occasionally glancing down, should another drip form that needs attention. She loves the look in his eyes as she rolls her tongue, moving it just so, to coax this wonderful liquid back, past her teeth, then slowly over the back of her tongue and down her throat.
His pleasure at watching this show is starting to become more apparent. This pleases her greatly.
Another, larger drop forms. This time, she positions herself so it can drop right to the back of her throat. She lets out a quiet “hmmmmmm” as it rolls down. She smiles at him as her tongue meets the tip, gathering more of the creamy goodness he has given her. She is savoring the savory saltiness. She cannot wait to taste more!
As he continues to watch her, concentrating on her eyes as she stares into his and then on her mouth and THAT tongue, he anticipates how it will feel when it finally makes contact, when he can feel the moisture and warmth of her mouth on him. He is becoming distracted remembering how, oh so good, she can make him feel, which stiffens him even more.
Then with a giggle, she wraps her mouth around, slowly hiding the view of her tongue circling around the tip, gathering more creamy goodness. He adjusts his position in his seat to get more comfortable. As he does, he notices her nipples protruding from her sweater. He is now thinking about what he wants to do with his tongue on those lovely orbs of hers.
She loves the way he looks at her breasts and knows full well how wonderful it will be when he finally gets his mouth on her, licking and sucking them. His hand on the other, massaging, pinching, rolling, kneading, then switching and repeating.
She is feeling the effect his stare is having on her as well as her thoughts of what else will come tonight. Her mouth moves up and down, licking the creamy nectar, swallowing it. She is enjoying the combined stiffness and softness that her lips are wrapped around. The taste is quite remarkable, the creamy nectar complimenting the texture of his “stick”.
As they are both lost in thoughts of things to come, a distant voice breaks the silence. “May I interest you in dessert?” The waiter has just interrupted their thoughts. One of their favorite resturants “O Garden” (Olive Garden that is) and she just made eating a bread stick a sensual/sexual experience.
In unison they said “no thank you, we will take the check, please”. They could not wait to get to their destination, Sybaris, where they had planned to go for several years and now it was becoming a reality!
