There are no unlockable doors
There are no unwinable wars
There are no unrightable wrongs
Or unsingable songs
“Damnit I can’t deal with that right now… I’ve got a dinner date with my wife! And as much as I’ve been working lately, I am not about to disappoint her,”
John demanded as he slammed the phone down. His secretary walked in at the same moment, “I hope that was not the Permalash contact,” and she outstretched a stack of manila folders to him,
“And I assume these are going to be put in the I’ll-do-it-tomorrow file.”
He plopped them down in the middle of his desk and gave her a don’t-go-there look. He pulled his sports coat from its hanger and started toward the door.
His secretary called out to him, “Mr. Black, don’t forget her flowers!” John stopped dead in his tracks as he realized he had forgotten. He had been working so much the past few weeks that he barely had time to breathe, much less shop for flowers. And he had no intentions to steal a moment from his time with her to pick out an arrangement when he could have one delivered to his office.
“Thanks. Can you tell I’m anxious to see my wife?” One of John’s most attractive qualities was how much he loved and worshiped her. Every woman who worked for him noticed it. And although none of them were out to get him, they all dreamed of their own John Black Prince Charming. “Relax. The two of you will have a wonderful evening,” she smiled.
There are no unbeatable odds
There are no believable Gods
There are no unnameable names
Shall I say it again, yeah
John’s Jeep Cherokee came to a screeching halt about halfway home. His palms slammed into the steering wheel, “God damnit! I just can’t get a break!” He feverishly dialed the auto club and by the time he got someone on the phone he was fuming.
“Fuck it!” he yelled to himself after being put on hold for the third time. “No, just come out here and tow my Jeep to my home address. I’m in a hurry, damnit, and I can’t stand around and wait on you fools!”
After he hung up with the auto club, he attempted to call Marlena. No luck. The battery died in his cell phone. He just rolled his eyes and did the only thing left to do. John took off on foot racing for home. He wanted so badly just to have everything go well for he and Marlena tonight, and things were not off to a good start. ‘I hope this isn’t a prelude to how the rest of the evening is going to turn out. Oh shit!’ he thought to himself, ‘Marlena’s gonna be pissed if we miss our reservations. After all the stress we’ve dealt with lately, I can’t let her down tonight.’
There are no impossible dreams
There are no invisible seams
John finally reached their building and was praying for a fully functioning elevator so that he could at least stop sweating before wrapping his arms around his beautiful wife. He saw the out of order sign hanging over the elevator call buttons, “No, no, no! Why should it work? Why would I even expect it to?” This meant he would be taking the stairs.
Marlena was beginning to get worried as she paced her living room over and over. She had tried to call John several times, but there was no answer on his cell phone. She prayed that he just had it turned off. “Oh John… please hurry home safe.” She yearned to be with him this night more than she ever had. Their time alone was important to her and although she supported his working again, she hoped that he had not been deterred at the office.
Each night when the day is through
I don’t ask much
I just want you
I just want you
“At last!” John proclaimed with arms outstretched to his sides as he barged through the door panting from having ran so many flights to their Penthouse. He grabbed Marlena in a tight hug, “Tell me again why I bought an apartment at the top of the building?” Marlena wondered why he was sweating and breathing so hard. “Oh, I’m just so glad to see you and hold you in my arms. We haven’t had much time together lately and I’ll be damned if I was gonna let something keep me from getting home to you.”
His last statement scared her,
“Okay, now you’re worrying me. John, honey… what happened?” “Let’s see… everybody and their brother wanted me at the office, my Jeep broke down on my way home, called the auto club and got put on hold several times before the village idiot finally answered my call, I left it stranded and I hope to God the auto club actually tows it to the Penthouse like I asked. Oh! And of course my cell phone battery dies at the most inopportune time. I tried to call you, but the auto club had me on hold for so long, it drained the battery.”
He noticed her looking at him trying hard not to laugh, “Hmm… Oh, and the elevator didn’t work, so I after running half way home, I got more exercise running up the stairs. But do you know what?”
“What,” she played along.
“Getting to spend the evening with you, with only you, and no interruptions, makes it all worth it,” he said as he pulled her into a tight embrace.
There are no uncriminal crimes
There are no unrhymable rhymes
There are no identical twins or forgivable sins
They parted slightly, “Doc… I don’t want to go out tonight.” He knew he had better explain when she looked as if she could kill him. “What I mean is… instead of going out tonight, how would you like to spend the evening alone… at home? Not that I would not love having the most beautiful woman in all of Salem on my arm to show off to the world tonight… in that knock out red dress… but I would love even more if you and I spend a quiet night at home. Alone. Wrapped in each other’s arms. After I take that red dress off of you.”
There are no incurable ills
There are no unkillable thrills
One thing and you know it’s true,
I don’t ask much
There was no way she could refuse such an offer from her handsome husband. “What about dinner,” she barely got out before he attacked her mouth with his. He moved his tongue along the nape of her neck, “We’ll call Maggie… they still deliver, don’t they?” “Ohhhh, for us,” she moaned, “they will.”
“Money talks,” he raised his head from her shoulder, “Are we alone?” “We are so alone,” and she wrapped her tongue around his again. “I want you out of this dress so bad I can taste it. Hmmm… that’s a nice thought, too. Go on upstairs and I’ll be up as soon as I call Maggie,” John gasped. Marlena took off to their bedroom. “Hmm,” she held up her skimpy black teddy, “nah, it would break his heart if he weren’t here to take me out of this dress. I think I’ll save this for later.”
I just want you
I just want you
I just want you
I just want you
John quickly showered and then appeared in the doorway and locked gazes with the woman on the balcony. She stood there, arm propped on the banister wearing a come hither look. “You look wonderful tonight.” He ran his finger down a strand of her long blonde hair. “I always did love you in red. I always loved you in black, too.”
She cocked one eyebrow in mischief, “You’ll get that later.”
He couldn’t wait to see her in her black lingerie. “Dance with me,” he proposed, as he took her hand in his and wrapped his other around her waist where it rested for just a moment before it roamed down to find its usual home on her rear and gave her a little squeeze as their bodies collided together to the sound of the city and the cool spring breeze. No music was needed.
She held him close to her body as if they had become one. “I love you, Doc.” She replied, “I love you.” He picked her up into his strong loving arms and carried her to their bed where he sat her down on her feet in front of him. “I want to be honest with you, Doc,” he spoke softly, “I don’t know how much time we have before dinner arrives, and I’m eager to spend some… quality time with you.”
I’m Sick And Tired Of Bein’ Sick And Tired
I Used To Go To Bed So High And Wired, Yeah – Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I Think I’ll Buy Myself Some Plastic Water
I Guess I Should Have Married Lennon’s Daughter, Yeah – Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
They did not have much time for foreplay if they were to beat their dinner’s arrival. Which was fine by both of them. Marlena gasped in her familiar joking way, “Take me to bed, Black, or lose me forever!” He did not need to be told twice. He dove into her neck and planted feverish kisses on her exposed skin. He used his hands to unbutton her shirt to reveal more of her body for him to explore.
And he did just that. He ran his tongue down the nape of her neck and continued down between her breasts which caused another gasp to escape her.
John found her belt line and began undoing her jeans. Marlena kicked them away as John knelt in front of her. She gasped from the pit of her being at the thought of what he was about to do. He reached up with his hands and grabbed a hold of her hips, and looked up at her in a way that meant he was not about to take his time. Next, she felt his tongue touch her exposed skin just above her panty line. She swallowed hard. Very hard. Her knees almost buckling at the feel of him.
Too much time had already been wasted undressing and he was in need of her. But first, like always, he had to taste her. He looked up at her with burning eyes and prayed she could read his mind. He quickly tore off her panties and let the shredded lace hit the floor around her ankles. He hoped she knew that he would take her to buy more, for his need for her could not wait. After a quick taste, John was more than ready and only hoped that it had been enough for Marlena.
When he stood facing her again, he had the answer to his question. His masculine hands then reached down to his own belt and fumbled with the buckle before ripping his jeans from the button and tearing the zipper apart to reveal his throbbing manhood. His need for her steadily growing. She smiled a seductive grin and arched her eyebrow in sexual approval. She instinctively reached out for him and squeezed causing an audible groan escape him. He wanted to let her play, but time was not on their side. He did not even take the time to pull his jeans off completely. He then placed his hands on her rear and lifted her up into the air. She felt the chill of the nearby wall tickle her back as she slid down on him enveloping him with her warmth and wetness.
There Are No Unachievable Goals
There Are No Unsaveable Souls
No Legitimate Kings Or Queens, Do You Know What I Mean? Yeah
They stood like that for only minutes while they raced to their destination together. Neither of them wanting it to end, and yet eager to start again after dinner. Their bodies thrust into each other’s in a timed, yet haphazardly fashion finally bringing them to their paradise. Marlena’s orgasm began first and her involuntary squeezing demanded his only seconds later. He exploded into her with all the love and might he could muster just short of tearing her apart.
They cried out in satisfied relief and their breathing slowly returned to normal. He lifted her off of him and wrapped the bed sheet around her body to protect it from chill. He carefully tucked his now highly sensitive area back into his jeans before attempting to zip them up again. “Guess I won’t be wearing these out in public anymore,” he laughed.
She chimmed in, “It will be worth taking you shopping for more.” She brushed by him being sure to graze her hand across him as she passed. Just then the doorbell rang. He winked, “Be right back.”
There Are No Indisputable Truths
And There Ain’t No Fountain Of Youth
Each Night When The Day Is Through,
I Don’t Ask Much
They ate their dinner sitting in front of the fireplace in their bedroom. Marlena, now in her black teddy, reached over to feed her lover a piece of fruit. He moaned in acceptance. “Good choice for dessert,” she said. He then dipped a strawberry into the whipped cream and fed her one as well, “I’ll say.”
“But you know what I think would be even better?” Marlena eyed him suspiciously. “Licking this whipped cream off of you.” His proposal must have enticed her because she crawled toward him on her hands and knees allowing the top of her breasts to surface from her skimpy lace attire and wetting her lips with her tongue along the way.
I Just Want You
“Tell me, big boy… are you glad you finally made it home? Was it all worth it?” “Oh yeah,” he said as he grabbed her and carefully put her on her back beneath him, “You are always worth it. Because I don’t care about anything else right now. I just want you.” And they made love again to a dying fire beside them, but they never noticed because of their own self made heat.
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