Sunday, 25 January 2009
01:30:46 PM (GMT)
"Emily" He whispered. He held out his hand.
I took it willingly and stepped inside. He touched my face and there were tears in
I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around him tightly. We hugged, holding each
other. We let go of each other and he looked into my eyes.
He kissed my cheek. "Lets go"
When we arrived at the restaurant he paid for our wonderfully expensive meal. I ate
soup for starter, roast chicken for main and a delicious chocolate cake for dessert.
I felt such a greedy pig when we had finished, and the bill arrived, but to my
surprise, he pulled out his wallet and handed over a fistful of notes as if it were
monopoly money. He was rich too. We got in his car, and went back to his house. I sat
on the sofa, whilst he poured wine. He handed me a glass, which I sipped. Secretly I
hated white wine, but I drank it anyway. He sat beside me and cuddled up to me. He
looked into my eyes. I looked into his. He leaned in and kissed me, a simple peck on
the lips. Then he kissed me again, harder and longer. He pulled away. He leaned in
again and kissed me, but this time, a full on open mouthed snog. I savoured every
moment, holding him tight. When we pulled away finally, we said nothing. He stood up
and held out his hand. He led me up the stairs. He opened the door to his bedroom.