The Warehouse Diaries

So it all comes down to this day. She has lost count of the number of times she has been in the warehouse. The endless questions she had every time she would leave. Finding her shadow man and the journey they went on together for a short time. The emotional roller-coaster she has been on lately gave way to many more questions. Some he answered in their last visit and some she still wonders about. The biggest wonder is where do they go from here? The path before them has many roads and much thought must be given to each one.

Path 1 has her uprooting everything she has now and has ever had to begin a new life with him and that is not the choice she wants to make at this time.

Path 2 has them both agreeing to be best of friends and no more for now.

Path 3 has him remaining in the shadows where they can remain just as close but rather secretive.

Path 4 has them becoming lovers and friends with an understanding

Path 5 has her walking away with no regrets for the moments they have shared.

All 5 paths scare the shit out of her.

She knows she will go see him tonight. She is anxious more than usual. A part of her wants him sexually so bad but another part knows that if she does...everything changes. It would never be the same. Once that line is crossed you cannot go back to the way things were. This is the most she has ever been unsure of herself and her choices. What if she chooses the wrong path? What if there really isn’t a ‘wrong’ path? She has him and his feelings to take into consideration too. Too many thoughts, too many emotions right now. She pulls off the road and cries. It’s all been building up to this moment in time and she finds herself crying on the side of the road like a little bitch.

She has to pull herself together, he has a way of knowing if she has been crying, he doesn’t like her crying. She gets there and goes inside, he is standing waiting for her. She runs to his waiting arms, as he kisses her head. Her arms wrapped around him feels so good, so warm. They walk. They begin to talk about how good it feels to see each other again. He kisses her and she melts. She takes out her phone and starts a song, tells him to come closer and they dance. In the partial dark, a loving sight of two lost souls finding the beauty of each other in a song. It was perfect.

They walk yet again, arm in arm. She backs herself against a wall and motions for him to come closer. She wraps her arms around him and they kiss. A passionate kiss that rocks her to the core. She knows a decision must be made as to which path they should take, but at this moment the only choice she wants to make is to be fully with him tonight. Even if only once, only tonight and never again. She knows what is at risk and believes he does too but she is willing to take that risk tonight. She whispers “let's go somewhere, anywhere but here.” They leave together.

They go to a place he knows of not too far from the warehouse. She won’t let go of his hand on the drive. Her heart races and she trembles inside. All this time has led to this moment. He seems nervous too. Before they go inside they look at each other and take a deep breath. “Are you sure?” she says squeezing his hand. “Are you?” he replies. They go inside. It felt like going through a forbidden door. She couldn’t stop shaking and now his tremble was apparent too. Like two high school kids making out for the first time. Both shy and nervous. He takes her face into his hands and reassures her that everything will be fine. She nods and says “I know.” He reaches down and slowly unbuttons her shirt. She shivers under his light touch. She closes her eyes and winces as he gets to the belly she hates so much. He drops the shirt off her shoulders and lets it fall to the floor. His kisses start at her cheek and continue down her neck. She slightly tilts her head. He kisses down between her breasts and she sighs deeply. His hands are on her hips as he begins to kiss her belly. She feels the tears welling inside but fights them off. “No not here, not now, no crying over the scars!” she screams inside herself.

He stands and kisses her lips while holding her oh so close. She backs off and starts to remove his shirt. It also falls to the floor. Then she returns the favor for his kisses. Starting with his neck then moving towards his chest. She gently runs her tongue across his nipples. She works her way down his stomach to where the hair disappears at his belt line. She runs her warm tongue along the top of his grungy jeans. He reaches for her head and stops it gently. He raises her up and wraps her in his arms. He leads her to the bedroom. There the magic begins.

He lowers her softly to the bed and removes her jeans. She turns her head and looks away. He turns her head back and kisses her forehead. He undoes his jeans and peels them off along with his briefs. He slides down onto the bed next to her. She rolls to her side to meet his body. Skin to skin, body to body they hold each other. The warmth between them is soothing yet exciting at the same time. He reaches over and takes her breast into his hand. He leans in and slowly licks her already hard nipple. She closes her eyes and sighs deeply. She feels his manhood erect between them. She reaches down and slowly strokes it. His hand slides down to her wetness and she opens for him to accept his fingers. Together they moved like a finely tuned machine. Like two bodies that were meant to be joined as one.

She rolls him over and straddles him, her breasts against his chest. She slides him into her slowly and begins to gently move. The smell of sweat and sex surround them as they move together. She knows his orgasm is close as is hers. She sits up and he grabs her hips. They move faster and harder, the breathing is strong and heavy now as she collapses on him in the most beautiful orgasm. He takes a last thrust and is satisfied also. They lie there for a moment to soak in what had just happened. One final kiss seals the deal. She curls up in his arms as they drift off to sleep. Neither knows what tomorrow brings. What changes took place as they slept. Maybe somewhere in time, down the road, another story is waiting to be written.

Much love G.