Winter time in Maine

O.O. B. in Maine is pretty damn quiet. It's one of the best times to rent a weekend on the beach front which is exactly what he did.
Have you seen the sun rise over the water and snow... It's the same look as summer, but more quiet, like it has a secrete during the winter months here in Mane. It's not for the travelers, it only here for us.. Kinda like mother nature thanks you for being here during one of the most beautiful ,and most difficult things she can create. It really is a gift given to those who brave her mood swings though the seasons.
I arrived at the hotel on the waterfront around dinner time and walked into the sweet smell of sauce and bread..This room had a waterfront view with a balcony, a full kitchen, and he had been busting ass for hours to make dinner after my very  long day of work. He moved around this small kitchen like he had been there for yrs, however the bonus for me was that all he was wearing was a pair of white silk boxers and cologne.
Standing six foot 4, ice blue eyes and dark curly hair, he was beautiful any day of the week, but that night he peaked every sense in  my body as I step into the sent and the sight. I wish you could even seen him... Truly gorgeous. All his muscles relaxed, but so defined, and well trained, so much so  that they curved around every structure of his body with great ease and precision. The sight of him standing and moving in that small kitchen was a panty peeler all in it's self., and to be perfectly honest, I felt myself taking a huge breath in and breathing it out like I was outside of my body trying to find my way back in.
I dropped my bag full off over night stuff right at the door... Walked slowly over to him as he turned around to great me and wrapped myself around his body. That first kiss was as sweet as honey drizzling down my throat. See, this man knew we only had so much time.. Between his schedule and mine we actually treasured the time spent with one another. So when he kissed me he never made it common, he made it count. Weather it was the first hello kiss, or the last goodbye kiss. It was deep, full of passion and lust, and he held nothing back in between.
He had already poured the glasses of wine and the music in the back ground was James Taylor. Yeah.collage shit... What a trip.
He handed me my glass of wine and told me to change and get "comfy" .... I followed my instructions and went into the one bedroom and changed into my "night attire"
when I came back out into the dinning area wearing a white silk teddy, white stilettos, and sheer white robe I noticed that the only  light in the entire room was lite by candlelight .... Yeah, I know. Sounds like a movie, however I was blessed enough to have this true experience. He was sitting at the table in front of the picture window that brought the nature moonlight in over the water, and there was him,  in his white silk boxers and sipping his wine....when he turned to look at me, there was no smile there was no expression, he just looked. He watched me as I walked form the bedroom to the table and sat down.
The food smelt as good as it tasted. I was tired. I was hungry, and now I was completely aroused by this man in front of me... There wasn't a lot of conversation, however there was a lot of seeing each other. I could never forget the way he watched me take a sip of my wine, the way he watched me take food into my mouth... Shit .............. The way he watched me....
I had half a plate full of food on my plate when he rose from the table and come directly over to me. He got down on his knees and touched the inside of my bear thigh with his soft but strong hands... I actually had food in my mouth as he did this... I swallowed hard, but not before he had unsnapped my teddy and placed his tongue directly against my clit.. He was was quick and precise with his placement.. It wasn't moments before every piece of food and wine was on the floor... He had cleared the table with one swoop of his wing span.... I said nothing as I watched all the food and wine hit the floor.
He lifted me from the chair and gently but firmly placed me on top of the NOW cleared table. There were no words. We said nothing to each other...... We just felt....
He made a meal of me . Starting with his mouth on my clit, riding further up my body to my nipples and decided to linger there until I grabbed his chin and brought him straight to my mouth... The smell of me in his mouth, the smell of him, all over me, the light that surrounded our bodies, was something one could never forget.... When he entered me it was soft and it was full. His lips lever left mine as I felt the wood against my back, and the warmth of his body in and on mine. He rushed nothing... Making every move with his body make my body respond to his rhythm. ... he placed his arms around my back and lifted me off the table an onto the floor.. OH YES, OH HELL YES.. On the food ,on the drink, on the everything. We made love that night on the table on, the floor, on the counter, and then again on the bathroom sink before we finally hit the bed...
Mind you, this was the first night... We had one more day and night to come........
Memories are yours to keep or share... Your body is a tool to use and share as you  wish...
Make that memory, share your tools.... Love the skin you're in so others can too.... Never ever forget the gifts you have been given.
Live HARD , Laugh OFTEN, an just BE!.....Don't live your life for others...At the end of the day, it's not theirs, IT'S JUST YOURS!!!  LOVE THE SKIN YOUR IN!
Once around people. It's a once around... GAME ON!!! I'M IN! ARE YOU?

Summer nights in Maine... You really can't beat them. Even though I grew up in a trailer park, my parents made sure that I had all the experienes I could have, now I know why they chose to live there, so we could have it all as kids, as they sacrificed  their everyday way of life.... Not many people who came from were I came from knew travel... This is the cool thing about my parents... We took family vacations 2 times a yr. We had anything we wanted and could dream of without my parents being  "house pour" back in the day........... Little did I know back then... being a parent today, and owning a house, oh boy owning a house!!! I have learned.You can become house pour.... LOL
Back to the story, hot summer night, I had mastered the skill of climbing in and out of my window after Mom and Dad had fallen a sleep. Remember I lived in a trailer, you just stepped out and hit ground. LMAO.
A couple friends of mine were having a house party over on the lake.(yeah, the park was directly across for a beautiful lake) We ( my girlfriend and I ) knew about this party for a few weeks now. We had our outfits ready and our clocks set to wake us in case we actually fell a sleep. There was no sleeping but complete silence for 3 hours while we waited for the folks to start snoring. .... Once we knew they were out,,, It was time to move.
We knew how to open the window without anyone hearing. We had been practicing for days. we knew how to move our bodies as to not touch any part of the house while we reached out  with our leg and foot to hit the ground.... Oh sweet lord the shit we knew after many many practices..lol.The shit you do when you really want something... One hell of a a drive.
We're out. We run through the woods in complete darkness until we hit the road that we needed to cross in order to hit the house party on the lake. We get there and the place is filled with friends and people who we have never seen before in our lives. We are greeted by my friend ( beautiful dark eyes, abs that never stopped and a smile that just couldn't fucken quiet even if he tried.) at the door and he had already told the others to start pouring our drinks. The music was loud, the people were great.. Nothing but smiles( the same smile we had cuz we snuck out and made it)so didn't they.
We enjoyed the atmospher we were in., we drank, we laughed and we partied with the best of them...

The rest is history. I didn't know where my girl was at, but I had a pretty good idea, Abs that never ended man was no where to be found either, however his brother was sitting beside me on the floor in the kitchen making sure I was OK and I had everything I needed...Good God he was beautiful..  I had know him for yrs but never even really spoken to him. Believe it or not, I was nervous.  We laughed, we talked, and then not shortly after getting to know each other a little better, he quickly rose to his feet and extended me his hand, which I toke without hesitation.
He lead me through the house and partying crowd to outside.He never dropped my hand, he even moved behind me with the guidance of his hands on my hips when the crowd got tight., but never leaving my body with his hands weather it was him holding my hand or holding my hips with guidance to lead me through the crowd. 
Once we were outside into the cool summer night air. I could see him. His eyes were deep, he had a plan, but I just didn't know what it was, but me being me, I was ALL IN. He took me down to the beach. No one was there. Just him and me.. I had been here many many times before but had never seen it under the glow of a half moon.... The water was still, almost like glass. . All you could hear was the chirping of the crickets and the songs of the frogs... (welcome to Maine)
He turned around and grabbed a full hand full of my hair.He pulled just enough so I gasped and brought my head back to follow my hair. All I felt was his worm mouth against my neck as he worked from one side of my neck to the other... It seemed like days before he dragged his lips and tongue up to my my mouth, but when he did, my lips had naturally parted with the tug on my hair , so  I received his tounge  in my mouth and his lips on mine with great ease....
He didn't want to swim, he wanted to swim in me! And I knew it,  the instant he grabbed my hair. With the small light glowing form the lake house beside us, I could see the desire in his eyes..... Oh my.... I couldn't get undressed fast enough.... He gently placed me in the leaves on the side of the beach front we were at and slowly removed his clothing... I can't tell you how beautiful this was with the small glow form the lakefront house and half moon that glimmered against his body. Oh sweet Lord, he was beautiful.... It was pure silence other then the sound of our breaths, the atmosphere in which we were in,and the rustling of leaves under my body as he worked his way to every corner of my skin...
Those nights where you had a moment in time where you hear a noise or smell that sends you right back to that moment...You never forget. The way they looked, hell, they way they looked at you. The sounds and feel of your surroundings... Your life is a gift, it's a story...You may not want to share it with the world the way I do,but I hope you never forget the way you felt on that ONE NIGHT!
It's a once around people... This motto I learned very early in and still continues to guide me through my everyday life... THIS IS NOT A DRESS REHEARSAL. This, THIS is your life, this is my life.... Please live it!!! I promise you, I will.