CHOCOLATE CAKE

Happy Birthday!!!  He surprised me by bringing out a chocolate cake.  "I hate chocolate cake" I thought to myself. I don't think I liked him much either.  I know this sounds crazy, but he was too good for me.  He had his shit together.  He had been accepted to every college he applied for on full scholarships.  He was Captain of the football team, class president, and valedictorian.  What did he see in me?  He knew exactly what he wanted to be in life, a lawyer.   He graduated with honors and became a lawyer.

"Make a wish!" He said.  I closed my eyes and couldn't think of anything to wish for, but I smiled and blew out the candles anyway.  I didn't believe in making wishes.  I didn't believe in much of anything.  I think it was after my dog died - I was 8 years old, I realized that wishes don't come true.  I wish my dog would have lived and he didn't so I just stop making wishes after that.  

He cut two huge slices of cake, and I thought to myself "fuck, I really hate chocolate cake.  How can I avoid eating this shit without offending him?"  What happened next changed my feelings about chocolate cake forever.  "You know what I love about you?"  He asked.  "You're so care free.  You're so spontaneous.  My entire life has been so organized.  Everything I do is done by the book.  When I look at you, I love you.  You just seem so at peace with life. You're so easy going, no care in the world.  Deep down, I aspire to be like you, but so many people are counting on me.  I can't be who I want to be in life.  Being with you makes me feel whole. Being with you puts me at ease."  I quietly listened.  "I love you. I'm in love with you.  If we weren't so young, I would marry you.  I know we have our whole lives ahead of us, but in this very moment, you are my whole life.  I don't have to prove anything to you.  You care for me and not who everyone thinks I should be." He said.  

Did he just tell me he’s in love with me?  In that moment, my stomach felt uneasy.  I didn't want to be in his very moment.  I needed out of the moment.  The only thing I could think of doing in that timeless moment was eating the chocolate cake.  I put a big piece of the rich, moist, chocolaty cake in my mouth.  I wanted to gag.  I disliked chocolate cake so much and the cake was so rich it nearly choked me.  For some strange reason, the urge to randomly unzip his pants came upon me.  I did just that and began to perform oral on him while I still had chocolate cake in my mouth.

He let out a moan that echoes in my mind to this day.  He began to make long slow strokes in my mouth.  I felt him quickly get hard. His long slow strokes became short and fast.  The creamy texture left in my mouth wasn't vanilla frosting.  The cake was all chocolate and the experience was all cake, chocolate cake.

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SENSUAL APPETIZER

It's an appetizer, my favorite course.  Foreplay never meant much to me until I met her.  She taught me to slow things down.  I never tasted anything so delectable.  It's like honey mixed with rose water.  I crave her like nothing else.  To taste her lower lips with the tip of my tongue became a ritual.  I burned incense and candles and praised her like she is the goddess of love.  Her sweet juices flow like a slow, quiet stream in a secret garden.  I need to taste her.  If I can't taste her, I'd rather starve.  

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MY ONE AND ONLY LOVE

I really loved her.  I still do.  I made so many mistakes with good women in my past that I vowed that I would do everything I could to be faithful to her.  I didn't want to lose this girl. She was the one. 

I got a job transfer to Beijing for 2 years.  We decided to do the long distance relationship thing.  I was never faithful to a woman in the same city as me, so I wasn't sure how living in different countries would work.  I gave it a shot.  The first couple of months without her were the hardest.  I can't say I wasn't tempted by other women.  But when you truly love someone, you sacrifice a lot. 

She sent me a love doll as a joke.  We didn't realize how helpful it would be to my faithfulness to her.  Of course there is nothing like the warmth and softness of a woman’s flesh.  The scent of a woman is like poetry.  This doll became good company.  I made love to the doll at least 3 times a day.  I did things and said things to the doll that I probably wouldn’t do or say to a living soul.  She was my fetish.  I looked forward to being with her.  There was a feeling of loyalty and lust between me and the doll that I had never felt with any woman. 

My time in Beijing had finally ended, and it was time to go home.  I couldn't wait to see her.  She is the one.  She met me at the airport and that's when I gave her the surprise of her life.  I got down on one knee in front of everyone at the airport.  I confessed my love to her and asked for her hand in marriage.  I felt good knowing that I was entering a union with a clear conscious.  2 years away from the love of my life, and I was completely faithful to her.  I know she is worthy of my love. Happily ever after is the way every love story should end.

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