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Cuddling against Dale was heaven.
I don't think I have ever felt this peaceful with a man before. Within minutes of spooning, I heard the heavy breathing that accompanies sleep coming from behind me.
Not wanting to wake him, I slowly inched myself up on my elbow so that I could check the time on the bedside clock.
12:00 am
My cousin Danielle was keeping the girls until eight tomorrow morning, so I had time to relax with this king of one-night stands. Too bad he didn't live in Danville, I could see myself going out with him again.
At 6:30 am my alarm went off, alerting me that my time with Dale had passed too quickly.
Throughout the night we had alternated between dozing, exchanging random trivia, and making love until I had experienced a total of EIGHT orgasms.
That should last me the next ten years, right? Though, I sincerely hope I don't have to wait another ten years to feel this amazing.
Slowly, I felt Dale's breathing change as he woke to the sounds of my alarm. Instead of releasing me, he cuddled closer and already I felt how firm he was for me.
"Good Morning."
"Good Morning," he said as he rolled me onto my back and began rocking himself against my hip.
"Ready again I see," I said causing him to chuckle against my neck. "Though I hate to rush, I have to pick up my kids at eight. But I have a little time if you think you're up for a quicky."
"Ugh! You're so fucking sexy!" he groaned as he grabbed for the last condom. "Kelly, why do you have to live so far away?"
"We'd probably grow bored of each other if we were in the same city."
"Not a chance," he declared before moaning and pushing into my wetness. "How are you always ready for me?"
Knowing that our time was limited, we started moving frantically together as we kissed passionately to the rhythm of our bodies. Spurred by our overwhelming need for each other, a violent pressure built within our bodies.
Minutes later, our bodies locked as my center latched on to Dale's manhood, sucking him deep to ride out our final orgasm together. The intensity of our post-coital quaking continued to milk our orgasms till we were alerted again by the cell alarm announcing that it was now 6:45 am.
Kissing him, I reluctantly rolled out of bed and proceeded to grab my toiletries from the small overnight bag I had packed yesterday.
"I have an extra toothbrush if you need it, but I only brought one floss stick," I announced jokingly.
Laughing at my goofiness, he rolled out of bed and gracefully sauntered towards me in all the naked glory of a gladiator. Kissing me firmly, he accepted my gift of mouth hygiene and moved towards one of the double sinks to freshen up.
"You are one of a kind, Kelly," he said, saluting me with his toothbrush.
"Thank you, Dale," I acknowledged, laughing at his silliness.
As we dressed in companionable silence, it was evident by our movements that we were both pretty sore from our night's adventures.
When the clock read 7:15 am, I knew that our time had ended and that I'd have to leave now if I was going to make it to my cousin's apartment in time. Collecting my things, I waited for him outside of the bathroom so that I could say goodbye properly.
After all, even if this was a booty call, I'm not rude... Plus, I wanted an excuse to kiss him again.
Dressed only in his suit pants, I had to reign in my libido from the sight of his muscular chest, or I'd be in danger of being late.
Locking eyes one last time, I told him that I had to say goodbye.
A look of obvious disappointment and resignation crossed his face as he leaned in for one last earth-shattering kiss.
Breaking our connection, I said, "It has been an honor, Dale. Feel free to stay here till ten if needed, but I do have to grab my girls before my cousin has to leave for work. "
With a kiss to my forehead, Dale said, "The honor has been mine, Kelly."
As I closed the door behind me with a sigh, I resigned myself to reminiscing on the evening till I reached the subway. Then I would relegate this experience to a file marked, "Fantasy or reality?" After all I had known what I was signing up for, and I also knew from Rane that Dale doesn't believe in commitment, so even if there were a chance of continuing whatever we had, it wouldn't have lasted.
Thinking about the past 12 hours, suddenly saddened me as I walked away from the hotel room door. I couldn't believe that I had gone so many years without feeling this sexually satisfied.
Except for my first night with my ex, which only involved two orgasms, I have never experienced the euphoria that comes along with being cherished for a night.
If Dale and I had met back in 2009, there was no way I would have settled for the mediocre sex that my ex attempted a handful of times a year.
At least now I have an idea of how sex was meant to feel.
"Go Me!" I whispered on the subway as the older lady sitting next to me looked as if I had escaped on a weekend pass.
That's right, stare at me, lady! At least I had nine orgasms in 11 hours.
Remembering that I still need to thank Rane, I texted:
Kelly –
Rane, you are a masterful and fantastic friend! Best sex of my life! Nine orgasms in 11 hours. I owe you one for setting me up with Dale.
Rane -
How much did you drink last night Kelly? Dale came home around 8:30 pm and said you were a no-show. I think his pride may be hurt.
Kelly -
OOOOOOMMMMMMMMGGGGGG!!!!! Tell me you're joking! Who did I spend the night with?!?!?
Rane –
Not sure my friend, but way to go on the nine orgasms. That more than doubles your lifetime record and all in one evening. Rock it sister!
Kelly -
Why are you not more freaked about this?
Rane –
You were safe, you sexed. No harm, no foul.
Kelly -
Why are we friends again?
Rane -
Because I'm the type of friend that sets you up on dates for long overdue orgasms. You're welcome btw! I'll take credit for the mystery man, even if we don't know who he is.
SHIT! Who the hell was that?