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I Can Treat You Better...*Part Four*
Hello! Sorry I wasn't on for a few days. Well...enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------------------- While we were slowdancing, we were very close to each other...well, too close to each other. His hands were placed tightly on my waist, my hands were wrapped around his neck, my head was resting on his shoulder, and my breasts were pressed against his chest. Usually, when I was that close to a man, I felt very stiff and uncomfortable, but I didn't feel that way with Michael. I felt relaxed and there wasn't any tension, whatsoever. He smelled of some sweet-smelling cologne that for some reason, reminded me of a warm summer night in Paris. I sniffed softly and closed my eyes gently as I smiled. I felt his giant hands sweetly caress my back up and down. The soft feelings of his touches caused a warmness to rise up my body. His mouth was close to my ear, and all through, I heard his soft breathing. That made the warmness rise up my body turn into a burning, throbbing sensation. I knew what it was after some point. It was lust. I imagined myself in bed with him, with him kissing all over my body, while we were in the nude. I couldn't believe I was having those fantasies, but Michael made me think like that. I had never ever experienced those types of fantasies, but at that moment, I had just experienced one. My head came off of his shoulder, and I ended up kissing him for a brief moment. I soon realized what I was doing and I stopped. Me: (quickly departs from him) Michael: (concerned) What's wrong? Am I making you uncomfortable? Me: I...(starts to cry) Excuse me. (runs away) Michael: Melinda, wait! (runs after me) I ran as fast as I could, because I didn't want anyone to catch me crying...but that didn't work, because Elizabeth caught me just in time. Elizabeth: Melinda, why are you leaving? And why are you crying? Me: (crying) I gotta leave. I'm sorry, Elizabeth... Elizabeth: (grows concerned) What happened? Did Michael do anything to you? Me: No...it was me. (runs away) Michael then walked from the stairs, confused and saddened. Michael: *in his head* What did I do? Well, whatever I've done, I feel so guilty for it. (sighs) The one girl who treated me normally; I had to lose her. Maybe I'll just head home. TBC... Sorry this part is so short. I'll make it longer next time. Vote please!!
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