Not with Her was better than my best ever!

This is mildly (porno)graphic post if you are easily offended then better hit that back button now..

I was telling one of my closest guy friends that knows all the details of my relationship with HER that not having sex with HER was better than the best sex I ever had.   That isn’t hyperbole, it’s fact..and I have had some crazy good sex in my life..but SHE is better.  So let me explain…I am going to tell you about a night that was so good,  that the next day my body, still flooded with dopamine and all the other chemicals the brain releases during periods of extreme pleasure was still awash that I was moving through a total haze…it was the strangest high ever…oh by the way she was feeling the same thing..

Ok So let me set the scene…its Friday night…she has a party to attend with her kids…its the usual crowd she hangs with, the party crowd,  the coke and booze crowd..the crew that as the evening wears on, that the men start pushing in on her,  the innuendos, the hints,.. it is an environment that was fun 3 months ago but not anymore…it feels hollow and empty now…she was miserable as she was contemplating the evening..

She says,  I’m going to run away..leave the kids with her parents and just disappear for a day or two…I tell her, “you can’t leave the kids, they won’t understand..”  so I offer: lets drive to Chattanooga tonight,  you can curl up in the hotel room,  I will get another room, I will watch the kids, you can pray, read, sleep, whatever you want but the kids will be 1.  Close to you  2.  They will be safe  3.  I will be comfortable knowing you are safe..I picked Chattanooga because it is close, it has lots of things for the kids to do, and there will be no issue with the party scene dragging her back..

She thinks for the longest time and then says “ok, let’s do it..”  lets meet back at the office in 45mins..  2.5 hours later I am finally giving up and headed home when she texts me…she is ready and coming…the extra time waiting was used by God to really really check my motives…(guess what!?!  I passed the motive test…thank you Jesus!)  The reason she was so late?  She wanted a quick nap to clear her mind and make the decision without being in front of me…I could have taken a shower… I desperately needed a shower….

While we drove to Chattanooga I was able to make a reservation for two rooms at an amazing hotel called the Read House (tyvm Amex!) we arrived at 1130pm much much later than I had originally anticipated!

The hotel was gorgeous, kind of a roaring 20’s theme.  Very posh and just my style,  we checked in our rooms and it was great because we didn’t have adjoining rooms we had the entire end corner which allowed us to make the rooms connect into a mega-suite by closing the corridor off..

It was funny seeing the kids just come alive, HER did too. ..(really nice hotels have that effect on me too!) ..first order of the day…get HER to have 20-30  minutes to herself to take a long hot shower…I herded the boys into my side, got them to get  started on their showers and let her lock her door for just a little peace and quiet before we all went out to dinner (at 12:30 at night!)  I mixed her a cocktail (Gin & Tonic extra lime) and had a scotch myself…drinking a cocktail in the shower is a special treat..one of her boys (the youngest at 7) wrote her a love letter and slipped it under her door…it was great…

When she came out, she was radiant, rested, and looked very relaxed…all the boys clean (including me!!),  we were all safe and secure..it was a truly wonderful moment as we headed out to dinner…a 24hr diner across the street and off we went…

The diner was packed with the post party crowd and I can assure you that we got plenty of looks showing up with two kids at 1230pm…dinner was short but very sweet…and we quickly made our way back to the hotel…

We linked up the computer and as a foursome ended up watching Willy Wonka (the Johnny Depp version) all four of us piled into one bed,  she had one boy on her lap,  I had one leaned against me  and she was tucked against my chest and I could rub one boy’s back with my right arm and stroke her back and neck with my left arm…it was pure heaven…we each drank a cocktail as the movie played..I felt so complete, and safe and happy…

As the movie finished each boy picked a bed and curled up…I prayed for each boy individually,  Joshua fell asleep before i even finished praying for him,  David was already asleep but my prayer for him was just as slow and lingering as Joshua’s, there is something magical about praying for a child while you stroke their back and neck and God gives you exactly the right words to pray…He knows what those kids need…

When I rose I came around the corner and My Beloved was standing right there leaning against the wall,  I have no idea if she was listening or watching…but the kiss I gave her was as tender and close as the prayers I had just uttered for her boys…

She followed me to my suite,  and we plopped on the bed,  tired, happy, energized and extremely desiring each other’s touch…for the next 4 hours we explored each other’s bodies..we kept the barest minimum of clothes on…it was exquisite…I’m not kidding when I say that we spent 4 hours at the peak of arousal, we tried over and over to just crash but every-time we rested it just got heated up again…

There is a saltiness about her body that I just crave…it is probably the sweetest and sexiest flavor ever,  musky, and sweet and salty..but kissing the sweat off the creases in her neck and down her navel and the edge of where her leg and her pelvis connect, and under her breasts, and across that tattoo….at 630am I finally finished the evening/morning by giving her a deep tissue back massage, but not gonna lie about the fact that  I was grinding my deeply and fully  excited pelvis into her full and inviting rump as I performed my massage work.

I finally asked her to leave, to go back to her side of the suite…I had to,  I was exhausted,  I had been awake for over 27 hours straight,  many of which were at the peak of emotional and physical intensity…I was uniquely and exquisitely sexually frustrated….I was love drunk,  exhausted physically, emotionally, spiritually…It was a special treat to me that she slipped on one of my t-shirts to wear as she didn’t have pajamas..

I had spent 4.5 hours with the most beautiful thing in my life,  I wanted to KNOW her physically, but we didn’t…we didn’t have it…we wanted it..but its not time…that cord hasn’t been loosed yet…I respect her too much…she respects me…I’ve never been carried soo long and soo close without actual release!  Her pleasure to me is prime importance…my time will come…

She went to her side, and not gonna lie I tried as hard as I could to sleep but couldn’t,  I pleasured myself out of frustration but even then couldn’t sleep because it was like replaying a crazy movie over and over…was this real?  did this night actually happen?   I might have slept for an hour or two,  and around 9am I went into her side of the suite because I could hear her phone going off repeatedly…

She was sound asleep and woke up with a total panicked look,  I calmed her and she moved to my side as Joshua wanted to play videos on the TV,  she was asleep in moments as I stroked her back..after she fell asleep I ordered room service for the whole crew…

I will finish the rest of this story in follow up post as this is getting too long and my mind gets foggy typing this…