FOREVER

She had been looking forward to this day all week and now it was finally here.  It took her two hours and fifteen minutes to get ready and yet she was still ten minutes early for the train.  He met her at the station, she was pleased to see he’d made an effort too.  His skin was lightly scented with cologne, his strategically tousled hair softened his features.  She ran to him and they kissed passionately.

 

At the restaurant they talked about everything that had ever meant anything to them, they had so much in common.  She loved the fact that he tipped generously and he opened the door for her on the way out.  It was a foregone conclusion that she’d end up back at his place.  There was soft lighting, music and champagne waiting.  He wrapped her in his arms and kissed her tenderly.

“Oh!” she gasped, “I never want this night to end.”
He smiled and guided her to the bedroom.  Never had she been loved like this, he took the lead
and seemed to know what she wanted.  There was no time to get tired or even to drink the champagne, she was lost and immersed in him.  The night stretched on with whispered confessions of love, moment after moment of pleasure, orgasm followed by orgasm.

It was only when she went to get a glass of water that she noticed the time.  The kitchen clock must have stopped, she checked her own watch, then her smart phone.  It could not be midnight, they had left the restaurant at half past 11 and that had been ages ago.  She turned on the television in the living room, the clock on the rolling news said midnight.  The newscasters were frozen in mid sentence.  She started to go to the window, but his arms encircling her waist from behind stopped her; “You OK?” he said gently.

For some reason, she shuddered at his touch; “It’s – it’s still midnight,” she replied.
“Ah yes,” he breathed, “you wanted this night to never end.”
“But ...”
“Come back to bed, honey.  There’s still lots of things to do, lots of games to play.”