I hadn't really looked at the clouds in years. I'd been busy. I'd been frustrated and I'd been indoors. This had been his idea, getting back to nature he'd said. Camping didn't seem like a good idea to me. I like running water!
But, here I am. In the middle of nowhere, in a woodsy area. Quiet. Lying on a blanket, sunbathing for the first time in years. The clouds float far over my head. The sky so blue in between. If this were a horror story I'd be in big trouble right about now. It's always the girls who have sex that die. The little virgins live on to film again.
The first orgasm had been nice, like a quick kiss. He still knelt between my thighs. His hands on me, lightly skimming touches over my the skin of my thighs, my belly and up to my breasts. Obediently waiting for me to tell him to kiss me or make love to me again.
The stress headache I'd carried around like an ogre on my back is gone. Instead I feel lighter and the back of my neck doesn't creak. I am content to just lie here, feeling sun warm my skin. Puffy white cotton balls slowly coast through the sky. Right now it's just me and those clouds. Hmm... that one looks like a dragon.
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This time Wank Wednesday is all about the clouds.
