We have been desperate to see each other so many different times.
Desperate enough to even meet in a parking lot on a Sunday afternoon. This was in the lot with the store that we bought the riding crop (another great story).
I was going to take you to the back seat and go down on you, staying low. You know that I would have without fear or shame.
What we ended up doing was kissing, talking and my hands down your pants.
I want you all the time and any way that I can have you. You accept me as I am even though you know me better than anyone. You make my life better.