It had been five years since we saw each other last.
That moment I would never forget, that moment, so many years ago.

Five years before

I was dizzy from spinning. I guessed I had danced with virtually everyone in the room. The only one, whom I had wanted so much to dance with, had never shown up. I only got dressed up like this because he told me he’d be here. Now what was I supposed to do? I couldn’t bear to be passed around like some new doll, twirled around one or twice, then passed on. No, that would be too much to face again.
While I stood silently watching everyone spinning their way around the room I saw at the corner of my eye the very person, who I had been avoiding all evening, coming towards me. Pretending I didn’t notice I walked, hopefully unnoticeably, swiftly to the door. I needed some air desperately.
“Oh, the fresh scent of the gardens,” I thought, inhaling softly with my head tilted back and my eyes closed.
“Beautiful evening isn’t it?”
I let out a petty, silly sounding yelp which I’d hoped no-one, including my visitor, could hear. I managed to speak something which sounded awful the moment I said it. “Who are you? You startled me.” I said my hand on my chest. I could barely see his shadowed outline. I squinted. “Cody, is that you?” I started to relax. I half smiled. “You didn’t have to be all cloak and dagger on me….” I pointed to the party, “…and where were you? You left me in ther….” He silenced me with a kiss. Strange I thought. This isn’t Cody. I frowned and pulled away, “Cody? Is that you?”
He said nothing. I lifted my hands to touch his face. I knew Cody’s face. Cody had a little raised scar just below his right jaw line. I could not find it on this stranger’s shadowed face. He held my forearms.
“Who are you?” I asked in a whisper. He did not answer. Instead he replied, “I’ve been watching you all evening…”
With this I tried to back away but he held my arms, “why would you want to do that?” He ignored my questions again, “…the way you danced,” he continued, “gliding from one set of arms to another, like this,” and he slowly spun me round a full circle. I could see he was smiling because the light from the party reflected off his teeth. I smiled too.
There was a pause which seemed like forever. He was the first to speak. He took my hand, “come, I want to show you something.” He went to walk but I hesitated. He looked back, “it’s not too far.”
I was curious as to what it was, but a part of me wasn’t so sure. He pulled gently at my hand and I let him lead me to whatever it was he wanted to show me. We walked, him in front leading me by the hand, through the gardens, through the small copse, over the little bridge…By now my feet were killing me. He felt me slow down.
“Are you alright?”
“Yeah, fine, er…sort of. My feet are killing my – it’s these shoes they…” Before I could finish complaining about my damn shoes he had swept me off my feet and carried me. At first I found this rather awkward, but eventually we found our own levels.
I must of closed my eyes for a second and dozed off for when he put me down on my feet it startled me nearly knocking me off balance. I regained myself quickly. While I was shaking out my dress and slipping off my shoes, I looked up and saw the most serene, peaceful looking place ever imaginable. There was a large natural spring surrounded by thick, dense trees; a slight trickle of a waterfall. There were a few boulders in the water. The very sight of it was enough to bring a tear to the eye. The sound of his voice broke my dream-state-stare. “You like it?”
“I…I don’t know what to say…” I looked up at him and smiled. “I’m completely lost for words.” Just looking at him now I realised I had never seen him before in my life. But above that he was the most strikingly, charming guy I’d ever laid eyes on.
“Would you like to dance?” Before I could answer he had taken me hand into his, placed his other on the small of my back and brought me closer. I couldn’t breath. I couldn’t raise my eyes to look at him. We began to move forwards then backwards. 1-2-3, 1-2-3.
“Look at me,” he whispered. Slowly I raised my eyes to meet his. He smiled, so I smiled. Our dance moves slowed to just a gentle body movement. With my hand still in his he gently brushed my chin with his forefinger. Tilting my head up with his finger under my chin, he bent his head down and brushed his lips against mine. Slowly the gentle brush became a kiss. The kiss became an indulgent passionate lover’s embrace.
Our bodies were so close there was hardly room to breathe. I felt his hand reach up my back, catching hold of the thin clippers which held the dress together. One after another I heard them snap apart, feeling each one release, loosening my dress each time.
He pulled away looking into my face. He bought his hands to my shoulders gently sliding the dress letting it fall to the ground, thus leaving me standing there stark naked save my next to nothing panties. I felt bashful and awkward while he stood there just looking at me, his eyes devouring my body. After what seemed an age he took me again in his arms, passionately kissing me again. Not wishing to be the only one stark naked I began removing his jacket and shirt from his torso. My body began to feel something it had never felt before. With my bare breasts against his bare chest it was like an electric current currant shooting through my skin. For me this wasn’t enough. No. I longed for more, for a lot more. I felt for his belt, but finding he had already unzipped was another shock to the system. With my foot I pushed his trousers (pants) to the ground. Stepping away from his trousers he swept me up in his arms and carried me to an area under a blanket of dense trees, an area covered in thick, soft moss and placed me down kissing me again.
He lay beside me kissing my mouth, my jaw line, my neck. His hand cupped my breast then sliding his hand down across my stomach, down to my crotch inserting his finger inside me. My back arched and I moaned with ecstasy. My fingers dug into the muscles of his back.
Removing his erotic finger from my warm place, he moved his hips, placing himself between my thighs. I waited in anticipation for it but he waited a moment resting himself on his hands, is arms straight. He looked down at me searching my face and smiled. He adjusted his hips and with a hand he aimed himself at my spot. I gasped. He gently slid inside me jolting and thrusting his hips between me. My hips thrust in motion with his. I felt for the small of his back, feeling the tense muscles of his buttocks. Our bodies rode together. Now and again he slid half out then dove back in deeper than before. I cried out in ecstasy as he filled me up at our climax. Our juices flowed together like magic; spilling onto our mossy bedding.
He stayed inside me while he laid his head upon my breasts, closing his eyes. I stroked his hair and kissed the top of his head. I too closed my eyes.
“I love you,” he whispered, my eyes shot open. He must of heard my heart start race because he said after, “no need to seem surprised, you’ll be glad I said it.”
“I’m not surprised,” I lied, “It just seemed a little sudden that’s all…” I smiled to myself, “I love you too.”
Lifting his head, he looked at me and smiled. He removed himself from me, moved upwards and kissed me and kissed me again. The he settled back to rest on my breasts once more.
Not two minutes had gone by before we were both asleep.