A SEDUCTION

With mornings' first light, I jump out of bed, going to the bathroom.  I'm still high from the night before.  I shouldn't have drank all that wine.  But I had the best time, and I accomplished what I set out to do.   She is in my bed this morning, not hers.  I had been asking her for weeks to spend the night with me,  and we agreed--well, she mostly stated that we should take it slow.  Get to know one another.  It was kinda unfair, because I knew so much about her.  Things she liked.  Music that made her sooo comfortable.  The Blues ..Yes. We went to this Jazz Club, had a lovely conversation.  She loves to talk, and I love to listen.

We talked about how the blue made her feel; how she could get lost in the music, even if the words didn't do it.  It kinda quieted the part of her that was constantly anxious.  It really helped when she found out that I, too, loved the Blues.  Bobby Blue Bland, Billie Holiday, Coco Brown, and my all time favorite song, At Last.  Etta James finest, as far as I'm concerned.  I could see her personality in some of the more vamped artists.  I could tell, because between sets, when they played the songs, she was moving to the beat, like she wanted to cut a step.  And I remember talking to her before work, and the blues would be playing, almost like it was her breakfast.   Anyway, we talked, and talked..and talked.  The thing that I remember her telling me was,"I give my love toooo freely and I am usually the one who gets hurt, but I have to FEEL , so I don't ever hide the way I'm feeling", and I knew then, it would be cold hearted to attempt to take advantage of her.  She is already loving, why not allow her time to come to me, if she really was feeling anything for me.   I think her eyes lit up the most when we talked about her writing. Oh my God...she loves writing!  We sat out in front of her house, talking about how she views poetry, and some of her favorite works.  

"Its the passion that lingers between the parted lips of a kiss.  It is the warm embrace that makes your heart race.  It is the Sweet reminder that I am the seeker, and you are the finder in that moment between parted lips. It is then you can Capture the true heat of RAPTURE "   I will never forget those words, and how her eyes twinkled when she said those words to me.  And the smile afterwards. It was more than a good feeling, it was warmth flowing from her to me.  She actually was sharing Sheila.   We enjoyed a few silent moments, before I finally broke the silence with, 'I have this great bottle of wine at my place; would you like to go over for a while, and share a glass with me.  I will take  you home whenever you're ready to go.  I promise.  No funny stuff'...  And, honestly, at that moment, I really didn't want to sacrifice that beautiful evening with assuming we were going to do something both of us weren't ready for. 

Lucky for me, she said "Sure, I trust you, JA"  WOW.  Chills run through my body.   started the car, and old school was playing on the radio.  How cool can that be?  LOL.  I'm smiling to myself, as I drive to my house.  We get there, and I know she wondering what is going to happen, once she gets inside; wondering is this monster gonna come out, or if I'm gonna try to change her mind.  But, I believe that anything you want, or that's meant to happen, WILL HAPPEN.  So, I'm cool.  I open the door, and she steps in before me.  I always keep things immaculate, because I never know when someone might drop by, and of course, because I know she is a neat freak.  If she saw one thing out of place, she might think I'm a slacker.  And, I know you only get one chance to impress someone.  ANd mine is tonight.  I sit down on the sofa for a moment to ask her if she's comfy, and what does she think.  She simply says, "It's cozy.  I like it."  I hand her the remote, and ask if she wants to watch TV, reminding her that I know she loves CSI, Forensics FIles, and anything like Court TV.  She says no.  What am doing wrong,

 I think.  Music.   You wanna listen to music?  Ok.  So, I turn on some easy listening old school, since that's what I listen to all the time.  And exit to the kitchen to get some glasses, and that nice bottle of chilled wine.  Actually, I always keep two.  One for me, and one for that occasion.  HA!  Smart me.  I come back with the glasses in tow, the wine, and she has taken her shoes off, and layed back on the sofa, listening to the music.  I can see her head, and her feet moving, so I know she isn't sleep.  We drink the first glass, after toasting to a long friendship.  And, it's smooth sailing from then on.  Time passed, and we had finished the whole bottle, talking, and laughing, and mostly, me watching her enjoy herself.  I could tell she was getting high, because she asked me to dance with her.  Of course I said yes!  We played around mostly, while she showed me her famous two-step.  LOL.  I mostly giggled, and watched her dance.  Then, we shared a slow dance.  WOW.  Very slow, very sensual. 

 She was soo  warm, and smelled soooo good.  We held each other for moments.  And I would be lying my ass off, if I said I didn't want to make love to her at that very moment.  But, I allowed the feeling to soothe me, relax me.   I wanted to mellow out, and make her so comfortable with me, that if she wanted to give me anything, she would.  And, I certainly was gonna take it.  So.  I kinda did something even I would have been proud of, even if it wasn't in my character.  I whispered in her ear, 'Now, you have trusted me this far, and I haven't broken my character.  It's up to you...if you don't want to go home, you can spend the night with me.  We can just sleep.  I promise.   I'm tired anyway, and it would be an honor to hold you in my arms tonight.  What you think about that?'  Silence.  It seemed like the music faded behind the mood, and waiting for what was coming out of her mouth next.  I could feel her breathing softly.  At least she wasn't pulling away.  "Ok, but I want the right side of the bed.  And I'm taking

you at your word.  No funny stuff."    "What am I gonna sleep in?"  I'm thinking, NOTHING.  LOL.  But, I don't dare let it slip from my lips.  'I have alot of over sized nightshirts; take your pick.'  I took her hands from around my waist, stepped back a bit from her....and kissed her.  Never saying a word. 

And I showed her to the bathroom, so she could shower first, while I got a shirt for her, and placed it on the bathroom doorknob.  While she showered, I washed the glasses, and checked the doors, and turned the radio on low.  I know she don't like noise when she sleeps, but I love waking up hearing music.  She same out, and got in bed, and I went into the bathroom.  A thousand thoughts flashed through my mind while I was in there.  Would I go back in the room, and she be naked, waiting for me, would she be gone, or .....  I didn't wanna think anymore.   So, I went in, and she was sleep.  

Now one might think that this would have led to a wonderful night of sex.  But, it didn't. 
I know you see I said I had her in my bed.  But we only slept, and held each other. 
Yes, just to sleep. 

That's all I wanted tonight.. .....