La convención

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We met at a convention, the kind my company organizes.

We used to talk but never looked each other in the face. You approached me. You introduced yourself. My gaze lit up just like your smile.

You knew how to sit in a strategic spot in the hall. A place I wouldn't stop looking at for even a second.

Far from making me nervous, I was able to move easily during the presentation.

When it ended you got up and knew how to make me a sign that you'd be waiting outside.

I nodded. After the doubts of the other clients, I prepared to leave.

The cold was reaching Buenos Aires and I loved it...

You invited me to an Irish bar not too far away. Resist?... I was far from doing so...I grabbed your arm and we started walking.

The place was quite dark and dim. Green lights, like every Irish bar. You knew how to choose a table quite far from the rest. I sat against the wall and you beside me. It caught my attention.

We ordered some beers and snacks

When the waiter left you turned towards me and gave me a kiss. Those that impact in your mouth and explode in my head.

Your arms took over my body. Not letting me breathe wasn't one of your goals.

The kisses were intense. Getting better every time.

The caresses corresponded to my legs. Erasing my skin. Desiring more.

You knew how to abstract me from the place with your gestures.

I needed you to keep going...Stopping wasn't in my plans.

My body didn't coordinate anything. I only wanted the game of kisses and desires not to end until we satisfied each other.

Your hands played under my dress. You were tempting me to open my legs and let you in.

The area was wet and your fingers danced without pitying me.

The perversity in its pure state...

I approached your ear and whispered that you wouldn't stop.

You looked at me and drew a malicious smile.

Divine...

Your fingers continued their exploration and my eyes were closing with each contact

The orgasm was knocking on the doors... Did you know? It was when you stopped touching me. The sensation was unique...You completely threw me off balance. I took a deep breath, held back. Bit my lip. Breathed again. Looked at you. You knew very well what was about to happen. You watched it in my eyes. Could deduce it. I asked you to let me go to the toilet while you paid. When I came back, I left a little gift in the palm of your hand. My wet thong was now yours. Atónito. Confused and with enormous rats like elephants, we headed to a quieter place... where we could enjoy each other...But that's part of another story...Author's note: Writing is finding myself in my words once again. Thanks to everyone for reading me! 😀