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Tanya (almost) in the Basement
May 22, 2014 (Morning)
Exercise Type: Other
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As if yesterday with Tanya couldn't be topped today...it was. Wow. Not...good!
She made it clear early today that she wanted to go back "in the basement". And, of course, she wore a short dress today. Damn it!! She looked incredible.
I wanted it, too. I guess my justification was that, after this weekend - me being gone Friday - Monday - that this would "be it". And, to be honest? HER in a dress, in that basement with me, has been a major fantasy of mine for a long time.
I was down in the main basement stretching on some treatment tables when she came down, in that white with floral print dress, hanging to mid thigh, draped precariously over her incredible curves. I continued stretching for a bit as she lingered around me, then I stopped.
Almost entranced, I walked her to the most secluded room in the basement. Sean has intended this little room - maybe 6x10' - into some sort of workout room, as the main wall is painted navy with a big Michigan "M" in gold on it. It is windowless and was dark when we entered. We lingered her a bit a week ago, but this time, there was little hesitation.
I asked her what she was doing this weekend, but I don't think the answer registered. My hands were all over her again: around her hips, and up her back. But hadn't made it halfway up before SHE took hold of my hands and put them back onto her hips. Now she knows what SHE wants. I put my hands beneath her short dress and onto her butt, feeling the contour of her bikini-cut panties. With one hand on her pelvis, my other hand moved to her arched back and pulled her, with force, against me.
More teasing: my face so close to her cheek before darting to her ear and neck, getting lost in her thick, wavy black hair. I loved her scent and lingered there, as my hands wandered up and down, playfully running inside the top of her panties.
My hands moved to the front of her, sliding slowly below, between her thighs. She was so warm, so inviting: tantalizing heat.
I spun her around, against the wall, and I thrust myself - now rock-hard - between her thighs, her pelvis arched and pressed invitingly into mine. One hand quickly hugged her breasts while the other? Almost instinctively, reflexively, uncontrollably, slid inside her panties and, just tantalizingly above her love button, caressed rhythmically.
I was so close to the the edge: both hands returned to her panties, and fingers hooked onto both sides, I began to slide them down. The waistband reached the apex of her curves before I stopped.
I'm not sure why I stopped - or HOW I could stop! Perhaps only knowledge that our coworkers, our bosses, were mere feet away (and the implication for us both if we were caught during the work day) was the singular force that stopped me from finishing what has been my overwhelming fantasy for months. That I knew there would be no objection from her only made the stoppage even more miraculous.
Our physical chemistry is unbelievable, like I've never felt with anyone else. There's something deeply psychological about it: beyond anything purely physical. IF we ever get alone together, in private, there's no telling how long we'd go on, touching, pleasuring, savoring each other...
But...I do have to stop. Because should this happen again -- in the basement, her in a short dress, me in my tights -- I know for a fact that I WILL NOT STOP. I WILL be inside her, feeling her warmth and depth, her feeling my firm, intense passion...
And as much as I want to - and as much is she is a thousand percent willing - I just can't do it. She needs to be free, and he - her present man - needs to be free, or at least know that she needs some space, and some time to explore her needs. Maybe all she needs from me is an injection of passion (pardon the pun), into her, into her relationship?
And you know what? I'm OK with that. I'm OK being the "friend with benefits". But she needs to be honest with him - he needs to know, even if it's a temporary "I need a break" separation from him, just so he is not betrayed by what she and I so fucking badly want to do.