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At Last (Part Twenty-one)
Hi!!!!!! I'm so happy! i got the first ten votes, and I am very excited to make more for you. Sorry I wasn't on here lately. I was very busy over the past couple days. Anyway, wanna dedicate this to you lovely people, Michael Jackson, and those over in Japan, suffering. Enjoy the show!! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Me: Can I climb in with you? Michael: Um...why not? It felt amazing to be in bed with him again. Even though four months had passed without me being in bed with him, I forgot how pleasing and peaceful the feeling was. I looked over and he was just staring into space, as if he was looking up at the stars. I really wanted him to just put his arm around me, and hold me into his arms, like he would do before our breakup, but instead, he just laid there, and staring into space. It felt so lonely, even though I wasn't the only one in that bed. I was still very in love with him and it started to show when I made the first move on him. My impulses took complete control of me. I just yearned and hungered his lips and his body. I wanted him to take me away into the night, to take control of my body as he pleased me with his, and I wanted him to whisper in my ear, "I love you," as we're making love, like we would always do. About five minutes with me in bed with him, I gently got on top of him. Michael: What are you doing? Me: Shh. Don't say anything. Just relax. (stroking his cheek) Remember when we were in Spain, on the beach, and this is exactly what we did? Michael: What? That was four years ago. Me: So? I wanna do that again. (kisses his cheek) Michael: But we're not together anymore. Me: Aw, I don't care about that. All I wanna do is show how much you missed. Me: But I--(interrupted with a kiss) I wouldn't let him finish. I put both hands flat on his face and I gave him a passionate kiss, that knocked him off of his feet. It seemed as if he was hypnotized, like in a trance. Once our lips separated, he wasn't unsure anymore. He fell deeply into it. He flipped me over and started kissing me from my forehead, to my lips, to my neck, and so on. I was holding onto his shoulders as his magical lips were doing its work, and the only things that came out of my mouth were, "Mmm..." and "Oh, baby." It felt so good to have his lips all over me. It felt like it was our first time, like when we first did it back in 1987. I felt as free as I did that night. As my eyes were closed, I felt his hands slip off the shirt I was wearing. Then I felt him kiss my chest, then my shoulder, until he moved somewhere else. He navigated his hands all over my body and his lips went along with them. Before you know it, I was fully naked, but he was still clothed, so I helped him take his clothes off, but I felt a little weird about this when his shirt was off. He was with Brooke, so this was wrong. It dawned on me that I was going to make love to a man in a relationship. I felt like I was cheap, trashy, and no good for actually doing this. I just couldn't sleep with him. I just couldn't. I would be a ho if I did, and I didn't want to be a ho. Me: Uh...Michael? Michael: Hmm? (kissing all over my torso area) Me: Let's stop. (gets him off of me) Michael: What's wrong? Me: I-I just don't feel right about this. I mean, you have a girlfriend. I just can't do this. It seemed as if Michael was reminded of that also. Michael: (sighs) You're right. Let's just go to sleep. (putting on his pajama shirt) Me: Goodnight. (putting on my underwear and shirt) Michael: Goodnight. (lays in bed) I got into bed again with him, but this time we didn't even touch each other. He slept on one side while I slept on the other side, without seeing his face, and he didn't see mine. The next morning, I woke up at dawn, in bed, not seeing Michael next to me. I went downstairs to find him and Brooke on the couch, having a conversation over tea, and they looked like they were having a grand time. I wouldn't even look at Michael, and he wouldn't even look at me, because both of us were ashamed about what almost went on last night. We were just an inch away from having sex, but we stopped right on time. But we still were ashamed, and we couldn't bear to look at each other. And I couldn't bear to look at Brooke, knowing what I've done to her, and what I had almost done with her man, and she didn't even know or even suspect that that happened. I felt like a complete whore at that point. I just walked past them to go into the kitchen and make some coffee. (btw, I put on some pajama bottoms, I wasn't walking around in my panties) As I was in the kitchen, getting three sugar packets and some creamer, I heard them discussing things about me. Brooke: Who is she, Michael? Michael: Oh, don't worry, Brooke. She's just a friend. She stayed in the guest room last night. I felt my heart crack a little, because that was a complete lie. This made me feel even more like a whore. Brooke: Okay. As long as you didn't sleep with her. Michael: Oh, Brooke. Of course I didn't. I couldn't stand to be in the kitchen any longer. I just left the kitchen and made my way onto the balcony where I could just have my coffee in peace. Three minutes later, I heard footsteps near me. It was Michael, of course. Who else could it be? Michael: Hi. Me: (looks away from him) Hey. Michael: Uh, look...I know you heard what I was saying earlier, and I didn't feel at all too well about saying that, but I had to, you know? Me: Yeah. Michael: How about we pretend like none of this ever happened and let everything go back to normal. Is that okay? Me: (looks at him) I don't see why not. Michael sat down beside me and gave me a soft, light hug...as a friend. Ever since, everything had fallen back into place. Later that afternoon, me and the kids went back to our home, but we still remained close contact with him. We would take frequent trips there, so the kids could enjoy theirselves with their daddy, and Michael had introduced us to his friends. Everything was going great. TBC What did yall think?! Hopefully this one could get 10+ votes like the last one did!!
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