Dreams - Part 1

The story is long hence two parts)

It was late evening
when I finally drifted off to sleep. I had been up late
working and lost track of the time. I put my laptop away and
curled into bed for some much needed sleep.

The night was
still, the window open, allowing a gentle breeze to drift in
as sounds from the outside world muttered away in the
background. The faint sound of the cars off the motorway a
good distance away, the chirping of starlings moving around
on my porch in search of a snack; began to lull me to sleep.
Before long, I was sound asleep and beginning to dream of
the time I spent with you when we were in Hawaii. My
subconscious was feeding off my emotions, and playing on the
fact I missed having you around so much. It was like losing
the other half of my soul and trying to find a balance with
you gone.
 
As the dream state took over me, within
moments of lying down, I could no longer here those sounds
that lulled me to sleep. The dream seemed so vivid, as if I
was there again, the sun was bright, and you and I were
riding around in the car on a Saturday morning. The top was
down, and it was the beginning of our day. Your smile was
still so fresh in my mind. But that smell, can you smell in
a dream? 

The aroma was so faint, but so familiar
suddenly a flash to another thought changed the scene where
I had been holding you and saying "You smell so good". You
look at me with a straight look on your face and replied,
"Its perspiration”. I had told you that it was the most
amazing smell. You crack up with laughter and said once
again, "its just sweat".

That's what I smelled. That
sweet smell I was addicted to. What a vivid dream this was.
I could feel your soft hand on my leg. It was like I was
right there, the heat from your hand was so real. But wait.
I was in the car in this dream, with the top off on a
perfectly sunny day, and the only heat I could feel was your
hand. I jolted awake to find you standing over me, looking
down. Darkness shrouded the smile I knew was on your face.


You love surprises and I just knew you were grinning
from ear to ear for having led me to believe you had gone
home after we had got off the phone a few hours before. You
had been on a road trip to finalize paperwork for the new
position you were taking. You were informed that you could
handle the finalization when you moved and settled in March.
So you decided to turn around and come home. We had talked
on the phone the majority of the day and I was upset to hear
you were home and you needed to get into bed. 

There you
were, standing over me, pushing the covers off my barely
covered body. I could not and would not resist you. I helped
push them away and then threw my arms around your neck. You
fell into the bed with me, as I held onto your neck. You
kiss me and put your arms around me slowly; letting your
hands trail across my body as they wrapped around. "Hmmm
this feels like my shirt you are wearing", you whispered in
my ear with your deep voice, hugging me tightly. I took my
arms from around your neck, cupped my hands around your
face, planting little kisses all over your face, I
whispered, "I wear it every night, thinking of you." I smile
as you kiss me. 

Gently, you take your hand, reach around
to the back of my head. In anticipation of your next move, I
held my breath. As I had hoped, you grabbed me by my hair,
and slowly but forcefully draw my head back away from you so
you could kiss my neck. It drives me crazy when you are
controlling with me. I could get wet just from the thought
of you taking the control away from me, leaving me helpless.
This was no exception. 

You slowly rolled over on top of
me, letting go of my hair and letting my head fall to the
softness of the pillow. Still breathing rather shallowly, I
feel you press your chest to mine as you take your body
weight off of your hands and let your hands trace down my
arms as they lay by my side. I was motionless. You grab my
arms by each wrist and slowly bring them above my head.
Holding both my wrists together, over my head, you reach
away towards a pocket with your other hand. A short moment
later, your hand was wrapping a soft silk scarf about my
wrists, tying them to the headboard, keeping them out of
your way. "I brought you a present from my road trip today.
I hope you like it" you whisper, referring to the scarf.


After tying my wrists, you separated your body from mine
and get off the bed. My eyes had adjusted to the dim light
in the room coming from outside and I could see your body
clearly now and I wanted to touch you so bad.

But I knew
my place was to stay on the bed until you return. So I lay
there almost helpless, watching you move around to the foot
of the bed. You reach for my legs with both hands, slowly
separating them. Reaching into your pocket again, you pull
out two more scarves. One for each ankle. You take your time
tying each of my ankles to the foot of the bed. 

As you
finished, you stand upright at the foot of my bed. Laying
there, now almost immobile, I watched your fluid movements
in the pale light. You slide your shirt off over your head,
and I could see your gorgeous body starting to emerge. You
knew your arms were probably my favorite part of your body,
so you were teasing me for sure. Standing there pausing
between stripping articles of clothing, I could make out
your bright smile. "You are enjoying teasing me aren't you?"
I asked. I heard you chuckle and answer, "I have yet to
begin teasing you." My stomach tightened, and I could feel
my core getting hotter, wetter, with the sound of your voice
and the playful threat you just made. 

You could see me
wiggling with anticipation and purposely took your time. You
paused for a moment just watching my reactions then you
began to unbutton your jeans. Everything was in such slow
motion, as you slid your jeans from your waist down to the
floor. You even bend over so I could not see your fabulous
cock before you meant for me to. Then you stand erect again,
and my eyes shot right to your cock, which was now a rod.
God how I wanted you so badly and I knew the night had only
started to get interesting.

Walking to the side of the
bed I could hear your laughter under your breath. "Are you
enjoying this torture?" I asked.

"Is it that obvious?"
you laugh in a devilish tone. From behind you on the table
next to my bed, you grab a huge feather. You must have
placed it there when you first came in, because I had not
seen it, nor expected such torture. I thought maybe teasing
my nipples with your mouth, tongue and teeth. Maybe even the
soft sensual feeling of your hands running all over my body,
but a feather! The touch of the feather lightly brushing my
skin was a feeling that I have never had before and can
barely describe. The softest touch ever imaginable, gliding
across my bare skin leaving trails of electricity flowing
through me. Laying there shivering under every feathered
stroke over my skin, you just smiled. Your smile was so
warm, even when you were trying to be evil.