Dream Lover

A single woman who has had an off and on dating life becomes so tired of meeting losers and rejects that she becomes engrossed in her job and bumps into the love of her life at a local fitness club; somewhere she would never expect to meet someone !   

Chapter 1--Keeping Fit

Gemma was ready for the day to come to a close.   She enjoyed her work but sometimes it nicked her social life into virtually nothing.   In order to get away in the middle of the week, she would work out at Gold’s and lose herself in cardio for a while.   She felt so much happier sweating away toxins and work off any excess libido she had.    Her libido was typically high most of the time but recently it had spiked.    Instead of masturbating twice a week, she was almost doing it every day and she felt like something was wrong with her.  

‘If I don’t find someone soon, I might just explode.’, she said, trying to ignore the throbbing in her womanhood.    It became so pervasive that she had to leave and find an alleyway to relieve her stress.    She had a secret crush on a Youtube personality but as far as she knew this man didn’t know she existed.    It didn’t matter though.   She started to lightly stroke her newly shaved pussy and tease herself thinking of her crush.    It wasn’t long before she started fondling her labia and massaging her clit.    

She flicked her clit and moved her finger in a clockwise motion until she climaxed long and hard, making a mess all over her car.   She didn’t care.  She continued until she had climaxed again for about the 14th time that night.  She was spent and tired and all she wanted to do was sleep.

Chapter 2--A Saucy Lucid Dream

‘At least I feel less alone after that.’, Gemma mused while she settled down to sleep.   She wasn’t ashamed by such self love but it had been constant.   The only drawback was the messes she had to clean up in her car or in her bed at home.     She was certain that she’d either develop carpal tunnel or that her hand would eventually fall off.     She laughed at how her brain enjoyed exaggerating such scenarios just to make her laugh when she felt a little bit whiny about her condition.    Honestly, she mused, life wasn’t bad at all.   

Gemma went to sleep and pictured herself in a grassy meadow.   There was a well-dressed man in a suit there, but she couldn’t see his face.   He was accompanied by a bottle of wine and an overflowing picnic basket, full of sumptuous food.   She could smell it from miles away.   She didn’t know if his cologne was drawing her or the scent of the feast itself.   The mysterious, well dressed man smiled and his rolex glinted in the sunlight.    He took out his guitar and began playing a rather complicated flamenco melody.   His fleet fingers mesmerized her.  

‘That was unbelievable !’, Gemma said, applauding.

‘What’s moreso is why a positively stunning woman like yourself doing out in the middle of nowhere ?’, the man questioned.  

‘I honestly don’t know.  I just arrived here, and there you were.’, Gemma answered, honestly.   

‘I could use some company.’, the man said, opening his hand and inviting her to his respite away from the overly-noisy world.   

The man shared wine and food with her but then began to stroke her hair.  

‘You don’t mind, I hope.’, he said, his voice so calming and lyrical.   His touch was like satin.   She closed her eyes and then felt the stubble of his face lightly tickling her neck.  

‘You like that ?’, he grinned.    He became bolder and took her legs in his hands and undid her pants in one swift movement.   He then removed her panties.  

‘I can’t help it...I want you.’, he said.  

‘Shouldn’t we get to know each other first ?’, Gemma said, a little worried at first.   He undid her bra and brought her nipples to his mouth, sucking with great force.   

‘Just look at you…’, he said, drawing her lips to his.   His fingers traipsed down to her womanhood and entered her.    She couldn’t help moaning and she placed his hand over his, feeling just how badly she had wanted his touch.   A complete stranger seemed to know the mechanisms of her body and what made her tick.    He had removed his jacket, his shirt and now he was only wearing an undershirt and slacks.    She faced him and he drew her toward him, growling deeply in his throat.   She was a little frightened.  

‘I just want to go down on you...You are my dessert for the day.’, he said, sweetly, patting her leg playfully to put her at ease.     He kissed down all the way down to her navel and very tenderly began darting his tongue in and out of her.   Her hips seemed to have a mind of their own and she ran her fingers through his lush raven locks, curling them around her index finger capriciously.    

‘Ohhhh…’, she said, rocking faster as he kissed, sucked and licked faster.   She felt herself shudder and she came, panting.  

‘You are better than any sweet I have ever tasted.   Now having tasted you I think now I can never quit my addiction.’, he said, going right back to eating her out.   She clasped the blanket beneath them and felt herself shudder.     

‘What about your needs ?’, Gemma asked, but then felt the mysterious, tanned beauty draw her close.     His legs wrapped around hers and he began to kiss her hungrily.   He felt her moistness and sighed, kissing her cheek.   

‘You’re so wet…’, he began in a whisper, as soft as a melody.   She felt his fingers trailing over her womanhood again until she felt his stiff rod enter her.   He was large, thick and throbbing.   She was concerned that maybe she would get hurt but she slipped onto him so easily she crooned.  

‘My only need, sweetheart, is to be with you…’, he said as they entered into each other’s intimate embrace.    His prowess was impressive and incredible, but Gemma took control, holding him hostage, begging for more.    

Chapter 3--Julian the Businessman  

Gemma didn’t know if women could have nocturnal emissions but she had awoken with a very moist vagina.   She had never felt so fulfilled in all her life.   She had never experienced sex in the real world and contemplated,

‘If it feels that wonderful in a lucid dream, oh hot tamale, it must be extraordinary in the waking world.’   

Just to get a few extra jollies in before the day started, Gemma fingerbanged herself hard and fast.   She was overflowing with lust and she exploded in her car again.    Cursing silently, she cleaned up and took a drink of water.    

‘A typical workout will rid me of any excess libido I might have.’, she mused.    

The treadmills were nearly empty and she wiped down her typical one, putting in her earbuds and working out to the latest Ed Sheeran song.   From her periphery, she could see the most stunning man she had ever laid eyes on.    His hair was curly, locked tightly onto his scalp, looking downy soft to the touch.   He had a scruffy beard and she wondered how it would feel against her skin.   She felt a twinge in her rose and turned dark red, catching his gaze.   His hazel eyes were capricious and wise, and his smile tantalized her.   He seemed to seduce her with a look and captivated her with a simple ‘Hello’.  

‘Um, hi !’, Gemma stammered a bit.   

‘This treadmill taken ?’, the well-built gentleman asked.  

‘No.  I’m Gemma Garner.’, Gemma said, offering her hand.   

‘A perfect name for such a lovely gem !   I’m Julian Deeks.’, Julian said, shaking her hand and never breaking eye contact with her.    His hazel eyes were completely captivating.  

‘Nice to meet you, Julian.’, Gemma responded, a bit more confident and relaxed.   Although her heart was fluttering, she felt relaxed, especially when Julian was trying to compete against her.   If that wasn’t flirting, she didn’t know what was.  

Chapter 4--A True Gentleman

Gemma was glistening with sweat after her workout.   Julian threw her a bottle of water after alerting her to it as well as a towel to dry off.   He even opened the door for her as she exited the gym.   She had never been so well treated before and part of her felt like retaliating or doing something moronic to scare him off.    She remained her typical enchanting self, however.

‘Thank you, Julian.   You are very gallant.   That’s very rare in this day and age.   The guys who do open doors for women might be doing so for extra brownie points if you know what I mean.’, Gemma said, knowing there must’ve been a hidden agenda somewhere in that perfect sunrise smile of his.    

‘I’m not one of those schmucks.  I do feel I have seen you before maybe, in a reverie.  I’m so glad you’re not a figment of my imagination.’, Julian said, chortling heartily.   He felt bold and asked her for her phone number at that very instance.   She wasn’t the type to just give it away willy-nilly but she knew what Julian had said had merit.   

‘Feel free to call me this weekend.  I’m free.  I’m working most of the time but just knowing that I can give you a call will make those hours of drudgery worthwhile.’, Julian said, with a gentle, easy smile upon his face.    His hazel eyes twinkled in the sunlight and danced upon his obsidian locks.   She found herself grinning in spite of herself with his number on her Iphone and the lovely warmth she felt in her heart radiating throughout her body.    

Chapter 5--Common Ground

Julian and Gemma went to their local Chinese restaurant.   ‘I saw you in my dreams again.’, he began, reaching out for her hands to hold and caress.    Gemma was surprised that she didn’t pull her hands back but held Julian’s in response.   

‘You’ve got very soft hands for someone who works so hard.’, Julian complimented.   She wasn’t certain as to why, but her whole face turned fuji apple red at his compliment.   He turned to her and looked her in the eyes, his whole expression was completely entranced with her’s.  

‘This is better than any dream I have had of you.’, he said, his voice lyrical and mellifluous.   They ordered their meal and started talking about their aspirations, likes, dislikes, hopes and dreams.   He never once broke eye contact with her.    

‘I just can’t get over how gorgeous you truly are.’ Julian said, his gaze never leaving her’s.   His face grew ever closer to her’s and he joined his lips with hers.    

Normally, she wouldn’t have wanted to get physical with someone so quickly, but they were both starving for attention.   Without thinking, they ended in Julian’s bedroom and found themselves in each other’s intimate embrace.   

‘You are absolutely magical.’, he said, his body glimmering with sweat.  He caught his breath and held her close to his heart.   

‘I don’t know if I should’ve done that.  I’ve never made love on the first date before.’, Gemma said, knowing that she couldn’t take anything back at that point.    Julian drew her close into his arms, very gently inserting himself into her again.  

‘I know it’s right.   If it’s too fast, let whatever happens happen.’, he said, moaning softly into her ear.    His movement was intoxicating and his touch magical.   His shaft was so tight in her but felt so incredible that she couldn’t help but sigh in response.   His speed increased so that the whole bed was shaking and it felt as if they were levitating.   They could no longer see themselves but were in an ethereal state above each other.   

His spirit pressed its forehead against hers as they lost themselves within each other.   Fairly soon, they fell asleep within each other’s arms and woke up late the next morning.  

Chapter 5--Breakfast in Bed

Fortunately it was a weekend and neither of them had to work.   Julian had gone out into the kitchen, parading about in the buff, unashamed of his stark beauty.   

He came back wearing his handsome smile and sporting a hard on.   

‘Good morning, gorgeous.’, he said, sweetly.    Gemma’s face turned darker than a bing cherry seeing his stiff wiener.   

‘I see it’s a grand morning in many other ways.’, Gemma complemented, teasingly.   Julian crawled into bed with a tray chock full of scintillating treats, including freshly squeezed orange juice.   

‘Nothing but the best.’, he said.   He was too good to be true and wondered if this was some kind of come on to want to lay with him again.   It wasn’t though.   He was genuinely elated to have Gemma by his side, even if it wasn’t going to lead to copulation immediately.  

‘I have to say, you are astronomical.   I like your wit, your mind and adore your curves.’, he said, feeding her a bite of baked apples.   

‘Didn’t you fix yourself anything ?’, she asked, worried about his well being.   The whole platter was for them both, she figured.   He nudged her capriciously and winked.

‘That’s why I made so much.’, he jested.    She took a fork full of sausage, dipped it into the creamy country gravy and incited him to open his mouth.  

‘Oh, heaven...to be fed by an angel.   I couldn’t be luckier.’, he said.   Her hand wandered onto his hard choad to hold and massage.   The breakfast continued until he placed the empty tray aside and they rolled around jubilantly under the sheets.   

‘I don’t think I’ll tire of that.’, Julian vowed.   Gemma hugged him close and hid her face shyly into his chest, savoring his scent and the tickle of his chest hair against her chin.   It was early, but she confessed her love to him in that very second.  

‘Oh, heck.  I love you too.  I won’t deny it.   I guarantee it, whatever happens, I will do my best to make sure you are pampered, loved and cared for.   Even if we have a spat, I’ll amply make it up to you.’, Julian promised, wriggling his eyebrows.    Given how well they got along, she couldn’t see them fighting that much.   Even if they did, she was more than certain that the make up sex they had would be explosive.    

Epilogue

Oddly, meeting Julian had increased Gemma’s social life.   Julian had an immense group of friends who fell in love with Gemma’s sense of humor and her fit lifestyle.  They often found time to frequent rock climbing establishments or try yoga classes together.   They were astonished at how flexible Gemma was and youthful, even for her age.    She didn’t even act like she was 33.   She was a child at heart, and that was one more attribute that Julian cherished about her.    He was quite a kid when it came to going to the movies or hanging out in the mall.   When he was gone, he bought her a puppy to keep her company so she’d never be alone.  One day, they’d have their own place together but for now, they had each other as well as their insatiable appetite for sexual congress.    The two were cautious so no children came of their unions, but someday, they’d figure, kids would play a vital role in their life.    For the present moment, they were loving every minute and relishing the power that love had created in their existence.   

The End