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.