My Every Desire
by Sharon
Schafer
I knew when I
hung up the phone; I was in for a real treat. He
was glad I called, and said he'd be over shortly.
I craved what only he could give me.
My body
trembled in anticipation as I counted the minutes.
How long had it been? I couldn't remember the
last time I had experienced such pleasure. His
voice told me he was eager to please.
"I have
just what you want," he whispered.
I licked my
lips and whispered softly. "You do? Oh, I'm
so glad. Can you hurry?" I asked
breathlessly.
"Sure
thing," he replied. “I can be there in
about thirty minutes.”
“Can’t
you get here any sooner?" I pleaded.
He was silent
for a moment, and then spoke. “I can try. I
want to please you, but I have one little thing
to do first.”
“Okay,”
she replied with resignation. Please hurry though.
I can’t wait much longer.”
“I will
hurry as fast as my little car will take me.”
The minutes passed
like hours. Why was the time going by so slowly?
He did say he had a few things to do first. I
would just have to be patient. It was hard to be
patient though, when I knew my every desire would
be satisfied in just a few short minutes.
I was about to
call him back, when I saw the car pull up. I
watched as he got out. He saw me and smiled.
I flashed him
a broad smile, and licked my lips in anticipation.
“Boy she
is really hungry for it, I can always tell when
they want it bad,” he thought to himself.
I opened the
door. “You’re late,” I said.
“I’m
sorry,” he replied. “I hurried as fast
as I could.”
I put out my
arms and he obliged.
“Here you
go, one large pizza, hot and spicy.”
“Oh thank
you,” I replied. “I haven’t had a
pizza in so long; I’ve been dying for one.”
“Have you
ever wanted something so bad, you’d do
anything to get it?” She asked.
“Well,
yes I have, but it had nothing to do with food.”
“Anything
else I can do for you?” He asked as he sized
me up.
“Not
right now, the only thing that will touch these
lips is this hot and spicy pizza.”
He smiled as I
handed him the money...
“Okay
lady, enjoy yourself.”
“I will,
“ I promised, as I closed the door. I could
tell he wanted to stay longer, but I wasn’t
in the mood for anything but pepperoni and
mushrooms.
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