Her Expiation

I appreciated our time tonight. I appreciated him sharing his world with me and wanting to. I don't take these things lightly. When a person shares one of their rituals with you, it says trust. They trust you not to dirty it all up with condemnation and disapproval. I feel empowered again to just be in his company.

We made a point to go to the strip together weekly, and gradually we learned more and more about each other. Some things were off limits in my case and some should've been in his case as well.

As months passed, he told me that he once had a heroin dependency. He found himself spiraling out of control so he sought help and that's how he ended up being a police officer. Listening to his story made me so proud of him. Knowing the things I'd done this year alone made me proud of me too, to be allowed to hang out with a gentleman of his caliber.

Our outings became dates and our dates became intimate. Travis made love to me like I was his long lost drug. He touched and handled my body gently and expressed my importance to him with soft kisses along the length of my backside. When he inserted his penis in me, he did so in a fashion to not break me but to softly visit without destruction. It hurt so good. His size and long thrusts were all he needed to show me his presence and authority.

We made long slow love almost every night for months after that. I even missed some days at work because of it. That was a first. Nothing or no one could convince me it was cool to miss work.

Dettagli