It was well after midnight when Melissa awoke naked beside Charles. The wood in the fireplace had long since burned down and she was cold. She gave a soft quiver as Charles stirred from his peaceful rest holding her tight in his arms. She turned her face towards him beaming as if she were an Earth bound Angel who had just been told she could, at long last, return to Heaven. Melissa reached up touching his cheek slightly as she smiled saying. "Are you as hungry as I am?"
"How hungry are you?" Charles asked kissing her soft pink lips.
Melissa arose naked before him and as she lifted her arms above her head stretching out her long lean body as he admired the contours of her soft, young neck, and her smooth, round, perfect, pert, breasts and she laughed and turned and smiled, giving a well knowing look saying "As if I have never eaten before!"
Charles stared up at the exquisite creature who stood naked before him. She had all the appearance of a warrior coming home from a victorious battle, or an Amazon woman who has returned from a successful breeding campaign through Sparta. The two were cold now and so they adjourned to a large shower where they cleaned the sweat and sweet smell of sex off their bodies, carrying on as two old familiar friends would, though they barely knew much about the other. They did not care much, and they bathed and laughed and splashed about enjoying each other's company. Then, wrapping themselves up in robes they went and explored the kitchen for something to fill their hungry tummies.
Melissa was happy to see her chef had left a large container of tomato basil soup and home-made chicken salad; of which the two spread on wheat bread and devoured. Then, still not sated, she made for Charles the most delicious omelet, stuffed with spinach, olives, mushrooms and feta cheese, he had ever tasted and after they finished off four glasses of milk they sat across from on another at the large glass table, where they sat smiling at each other. And it was at this moment when each of them felt the most happiness and joy they had experienced in quite sometime, here in this house, in this place, in Texas. They felt both honored and privileged to have gone through the night together. A secret they could keep forever.
Then they began a light discourse with one another, he asking about the difficulties of being a Psychiatrist. And she went on explaining the strange cases of a few patients with auditory hallucinations. At one point Charles was reminded of his career as a physician and he, off hand, without thinking, made the comment. "Yes, I know. I was a doctor once."
Melissa put her fork down, amazed and asked him. "Well what happened?"
Here Charles froze up for a moment not realizing what he said, so he played it off stating. "Well, that is a very long story."
"Well, that's not fair!" Melissa exclaimed as if insulted by his reply. "I told you my sad secret." she smiled giving him a discerning look. Charles stared at her and he felt a warm, very calm feeling come over him. He, for the first time, felt unafraid to bare his soul and tell her all. For he had the sense that the world would collapse all around him at any moment. So he stood up from the table, took her by the hand as she led him to her bedroom where she laid him down in her massive soft bed. She pulled him down on top of her, his head resting on her ample breasts as she sat back on the many silk pillows as she held him close to her body softly stroking his hair saying "Draw me into the closer circle of your heart, and I will be your friend, and I will listen." she softly spoke as she knew he had much to tell, and heretofore, no one with which to speak.
"How hungry are you?" Charles asked kissing her soft pink lips.
Melissa arose naked before him and as she lifted her arms above her head stretching out her long lean body as he admired the contours of her soft, young neck, and her smooth, round, perfect, pert, breasts and she laughed and turned and smiled, giving a well knowing look saying "As if I have never eaten before!"
Charles stared up at the exquisite creature who stood naked before him. She had all the appearance of a warrior coming home from a victorious battle, or an Amazon woman who has returned from a successful breeding campaign through Sparta. The two were cold now and so they adjourned to a large shower where they cleaned the sweat and sweet smell of sex off their bodies, carrying on as two old familiar friends would, though they barely knew much about the other. They did not care much, and they bathed and laughed and splashed about enjoying each other's company. Then, wrapping themselves up in robes they went and explored the kitchen for something to fill their hungry tummies.
Melissa was happy to see her chef had left a large container of tomato basil soup and home-made chicken salad; of which the two spread on wheat bread and devoured. Then, still not sated, she made for Charles the most delicious omelet, stuffed with spinach, olives, mushrooms and feta cheese, he had ever tasted and after they finished off four glasses of milk they sat across from on another at the large glass table, where they sat smiling at each other. And it was at this moment when each of them felt the most happiness and joy they had experienced in quite sometime, here in this house, in this place, in Texas. They felt both honored and privileged to have gone through the night together. A secret they could keep forever.
Then they began a light discourse with one another, he asking about the difficulties of being a Psychiatrist. And she went on explaining the strange cases of a few patients with auditory hallucinations. At one point Charles was reminded of his career as a physician and he, off hand, without thinking, made the comment. "Yes, I know. I was a doctor once."
Melissa put her fork down, amazed and asked him. "Well what happened?"
Here Charles froze up for a moment not realizing what he said, so he played it off stating. "Well, that is a very long story."
"Well, that's not fair!" Melissa exclaimed as if insulted by his reply. "I told you my sad secret." she smiled giving him a discerning look. Charles stared at her and he felt a warm, very calm feeling come over him. He, for the first time, felt unafraid to bare his soul and tell her all. For he had the sense that the world would collapse all around him at any moment. So he stood up from the table, took her by the hand as she led him to her bedroom where she laid him down in her massive soft bed. She pulled him down on top of her, his head resting on her ample breasts as she sat back on the many silk pillows as she held him close to her body softly stroking his hair saying "Draw me into the closer circle of your heart, and I will be your friend, and I will listen." she softly spoke as she knew he had much to tell, and heretofore, no one with which to speak.
