AFTER A KARAOKE, JUST ME IS YOUR MELO

The Madness , small follies that give meaning to life once already committed, remain etched in memory, intense fire, forever and hoping to repeat occasionally. And guess with that enthusiasm, that vain restlessness, many evenings after returning from my job, changed my route and I dropped by one karaoke, where a bathroom witnessed a passion, with an air of madness, a few days ago.

No remember the total times I sat at the same table for that special evening, with a newspaper, a book, a drink and waiting for the woman, called Desire, appeared as before, with her friends. The karaoke, also functioned as a place for coffee, drinks, beer, and only in some moments, the songs of aspiring singers, occupied the small stage of a place in the heart of Madrid.

The luck is if you search, and a Tuesday spring, about three weeks after our first meeting, she appeared in the doorway.

He wore a black skirt, no stockings and a tight red dress, sleeveless, fitted his tiny body. Semi-heeled shoes and something tousled hair. I saw her come in, before she realized who I was, but those few seconds, I was enough to set my eyes on her, hoping that I wish, I see, and our eyes met with all the natural world.

She saw me and came over to my table. I got up, dropping the newspaper in the adjacent chair, wondering, as he should receive it … with a kiss of passion ?, with a brush of lips ?, with kisses on the cheek

She came up with a huge smile, and wanted to be polite in greeting, kisses on the cheek and a hug … Happy came, very happy, a promotion at work was enough to tell me, “You’ve given me luck”

We sat down to talk about his work, mine, several things, internet, life, the past, but neither made any mention of the meeting we had about three weeks ago. Tea, coffee, phone calls and first approach. A brush of lips, a peak. Coffee-flavored kisses.

– “Sorry, I wish, but not even know your name, and let me know what to call you, apart from Desire”

– “Sara, Sara called me”

– “And why did not you tell me the other day

? – “Ha ha ha, because well, I have some more mystery”

I stood a moment to go to the bathroom, and when he returned, I stood behind her, pulled my hair and I whispered, “Sara, I want you” while I kissed with great sweetness that part of his head.

She smiled and replied, “that’s fine”.

I sat down at the table, and hand grip. He is trembling. I was nervous about his rise and for some reason.

I paid the bill while she was on the phone. At the end he looked at me and said, “I’m all for you”

– “If ?, you sure?” I smiled mischievously …

– “Sure”

whole body, every millimeter of his skin, let our skins melted atadura.Tenía no desire to kiss her, to feel it again in my arms, but did not want to repeat crazy like the other night … this time wanted bet on me and

“Come, follow me”

We got up from the bar and went outside. Aimlessly, we started to walk across the Paseo de la Castellana, as we continued talking about banal subjects. We both knew what we wanted, but neither wanted to say.

I went into a hotel, I quickly went to the reception, booked a room and went to the elevator. The elevator was one of those glazed, allowing you to see the outside, but to me, all that mattered to me was that it can be embraced, it can be the kiss.

Second floor.& Lt doors open and the numbered of the hall, we come to the 315. She is surprised, that number brought back memories of stories and friends,./p>

I never knew very well how to proceed when two people come into the hotel room, so I let everything flow naturally. He went to the bathroom while I removed my jacket and watch.

“Go fancy, you’re not nothing, eh,” she called from the bathroom.

Smiling, with half a face mischief, half innocence, approached me, he leaned my back against the wall and kissed me. We kissed.Slow, soft and sweet kisses. Were not passionate kisses, kisses were tender, delicate. My hands began to go his arms, his hair. Carmine lips began to fade as she slowly started to unbutton his shirt.

We talked, we looked. It was as if we were together for the first time, and the madness of the other evening, he had stayed hidden. It seemed that everything was new to us.

His hands began to explore my chest.

– “I love your chest,” he said as he fixed his eyes on me. I turned with a quick motion and put his back against my chest. I kissed her neck, her ears, whispering words in their ears, while my hands slid over her dress, caressing her breasts.

She turned now, and I said, “do not know how excited I am,”

It helped me to unbutton his fly, and her dress was in the air. For the first time my hands roamed over her black bra … I took it to contemplate, to desire it even more. And I hugged her strong, very strong, chest to chest, skin to skin. My shirt fell, as her skirt. I undid my pants, but I did not let go. The lay on the bed, almost black boot your thong like a thirsty and I knelt in front of her sex and kissed him. My tongue played with her clitoris, nibbled. My hands squeezed her breasts, while my mouth was filled with the scent of sex. She moaned, I noticed he liked and that excited me much, much more. At times he lifted a few centimeters from the bed, to have more freedom of movement of my tongue with her sex.

When I got tired of hearing her moan, I got up from the ground, as she sat up in bed. My pants fell but my briefs. But I did not want him to send her, I went back to lie down on the bed, and took off my shoes. First the left foot. I kissed the feet, fingers, ankles, and she told me that she loved him do this. Then I followed with the other foot, kisses, caresses, desire …

I got over it, to kiss her, play in bed to cuddle, caress, to kiss her breasts, neck.

I played with my fingers on her clitoris, to caress, to excite, as my lips played with her breasts.

I took my black briefs, and I lie in bed. This time let me master, let me caress, kiss … .se approach my penis erect, excited and tongue began to explore my balls, my pelvis, my penis … it into his mouth, .tanta was his wildly … passion that marked his teeth on my penis, and that made me sit up and kiss her foot. I wanted to feel the taste of my cock in her labios.Ella rebelled against such domination on my part, and I said “I want to send now, and I

“Come here,” I said as he sat on my face. All had sex again in my face and my hands on her breasts. I heard her moan, heard her laugh. We were like two lovers who meet for the first time, after thousands of years of waiting. We wanted to explore every corner of our body, we wanted to give everything and more we wanted to enjoy the moment and the time to stop in that room.

We sat on the edge of the bed, as I thought about all the pleasure you were giving us, and yet we had not joined into one. I remember I hugged her tightly, and said; “Right now, at this moment, in this room, right now, I love you, now I feel it”

She smiled and lay back on the bed, said he wanted to feel inside her, she wanted me mine. I got up and walked over to my jacket, to wear a condom. She expected me lying on the bed, as if to pass it with my member, put my legs on my shoulders, and I entered one, two, three, ten, a hundred times, as I leaned enough to kiss her at once. Such pre-excitation effect and had a huge orgasm, shook the walls of a Madrid hotel.

I lay down beside her, but our bodies were still hungry each other. I think searched the corners of his body were missing kiss me, to caress, and I think she did the same. Back, hip, hugs, caresses and again more sex in my face. He knew me, knew sex. Again we set guard. My penis in her mouth again, I nibbled my breasts, my legs, my penis. More we want more. The excitement turned again, this time when she got on all fours, and I penetrate from behind, as we gazed at the huge mirror in the room. “That last posture” she shouted amid groans. The he lunged increasingly harder with more passion.

He sat up and I lie in bed. “I want to ride you,” he said as he kissed me.

Sweat, our sweat, mingled with our perfumes and perfume the frenzied sex, passion. Again a break. I remember asking him if he was alright, if she was at home and she confessed to me that she was not used to so much, he was giving her a lot and she felt like a queen. We lay in bed, while we were still hugging, kissing.

– “I want you to sing something for me,” he said with a smile, and returned again to be two lovers in action

. As if an imaginary bond unite us and not let us separate. . And so, side, back to feel, let us back to our

“I would love whith you in my mouth,” and that phrase sounded like a revitalizing and this time it was me who took the reins of the situation.

At one end of the bed, without any prior monitoring, felt more pure than ever, nothing stood between two bodies, between two lovers … “quiet, honey, do not worry,” he said as he continued kissing.

I was missing hands, missing me kisses … and we began to miss forces.

We sat on the bed, and she gave me a pendant.

– “Here, I want you to wear, give you luck, and hopes, I’ll do something”

He pulled a small bag from her purse, and there, sitting on a bed, two naked people, she threw me Tarot cards. I think I had never, ever, had an esoteric session this way.

Time always passes very quickly, when you do not want to happen, and we were both afraid of what time it was.

– “Come, duchémonos and we go to eat something”

And again in the shower, with water, soap, our hands slid playful, but not now. If we entered another war in the bathroom, then we lose the commitments that each had.

Peace, shower, pick up the remains of the battle, dressing, leave the hotel and find a place to eat.

A Cuban restaurant, we thought good idea, and between rice, meat and tiramisus, time ran out.

– “I’m exhausted boy, you’re freakin ‘

– “Thanks, but no big deal, I’m also exhausted, lioness”

We left the restaurant with a strange feeling. Each of us, returning to his life, his work, his commitments, but each of us had a piece of the other, in your body. A simple, fast and fleeting, but it went without saying goodbye nothing. He had the desire name.

Minutes later, I received a phone message from Sara.

“You have given me the most wonderful hours that a woman could want, and that can not forget”

I also knew that I would not forget my favorite tarotista.