Now here’s the part that brings a tear to my eye. Rosalyn was thinking that Deziray needed someone like her, to spend the rest of her life with, and I’ll be darn if Deziray wasn’t thinking the same exact thing!
Now, here’s where I wave my romantic, lustful wand, and poof. The evening, after the storm had past, Rosalyn decided she wanted to go for a swim. She had bought a new bathing suit, the first one she’d ever owned, and she wanted to break it in. She realized she was very uncomfortable, wearing such a skimpy bikini, but she figured no one would see her, since Deziray was sleeping. Being practical, as she was prone to do, ad nauseam, she didn’t swim out to far, or for too long. It was when she came out of the ocean, dripping water from her hair, her face, her breasts, that my mouth gapped open so wide, and my eyes bugged out so far, that I’m pretty sure I swallowed a bug. Which actually was a good thing, because it reminded me I needed to wake Deziray up so she would see what she was missing. A little lady bug, crawling across her face, woke Deziray up in a tizzy.
She looked around for Rosalyn, but I needed her to go to the window. So I puffed a cold breeze through the open window, and Deziray went over to close it. That was when she saw Rosalyn, wet. I mean she was wet from having been in the ocean. Her back was to Deziray, who couldn’t help but observe how Rosalyn’s red bikini, enhanced her perfectly round, muscular butt cheeks. Cheeks that glistened with drops of ocean water and sand. Rosalyn ran her fingers through her long dark, wet hair, and I thought Deziray was going to drool on the window, it steamed up so suddenly. That sealed the lust factor for Deziray, who would dream of that scene, for months to come.
But it wasn’t until the end of the week, when they actually fell in love. Head‒over‒heels in love. And the surprising part is they did it on their own. Well, technically I did help them win the lottery, thereby forcing them together, and then I helped them accidently book the island at the same time, finally forcing them to actually look at each other, but hey, give credit where credit is due, they’re the ones who fell in love.
Distracted by the closeness of the other, Dez handed Rose the plate she had just washed, but it slipped out of Rose’s hand, and shattered on the floor. Rose cut her finger, when she knelt to pick up the sharp pieces. Pulling the bandaid down from the cabinet, Dez gently wrapped it around the injured finger, then on impulse, she kissed it. Rose looked softly up into those beautiful eyes of Dez’s, and smiled. Then pulling up the courage from deep within her soul, Rose stood on her tiptoes, and kissed Dez on the cheek. Encouraged, Dez leaned in, and kissed Rose square on the lips.
Whew, I tell you, I had to leave, it was so steamy in that kitchen, and I ain’t talking about the tea kettle boiling on the stove either. In a matter of seconds, the two were desperate to be the one to kiss the other the deepest, the hardest, the longest. But the kiss was nothing compared to the new lovers ripping each other’s clothes off, and bringing each other to climax, right there on the kitchen floor. I know this because I know the sound an orgasm makes, not because I was peeking through the kitchen door at them. I have to admit, the tender way Deziray touched Rosalyn, kissing her breasts, running her hand the length of Rosalyn’s abdomen, gently inserting her fingers through her wet pubic hair, and exciting her clit until it grew hard, bringing Rosalyn to her first orgasm, made me cry.
So, my work here is done. I am happy to report that Rosalyn and Deziray got married, adopted two point five kids, and lived happily ever after, on their ranch in Colorado. Oh and yes, Deziray did fire her disgusting boss, and Rosalyn did bring her cat with her, but now, the cat lives outside, so that they can make love in private.
I hope you’ve enjoyed my little story. One of a million stories I could tell. That is, as long as Aphrodite doesn’t find out.
The End
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