Love Is Blind

When my xxx told me he needed me it really never crossed my mind that 'need' meant sexually. I got turned around like a doll, felt up, kissed, undressed, 'bent' over, penetrated, and put up wet. The thing is I 'wanted' it. Like I had never wanted something before.

It took a few weeks to come down from the high, to focus on laundry and cleaning my bathroom. I was back with myself, my mother's birthday was coming up, my sister graduating from high school. And it was 'normal' for him to touch my breasts, to lean onto me and penetrate me. With his penis in me, captured in his arms was normal, I felt I belonged. I wanted that feeling.

I didn't realize that I was changing before my own eyes. From 'unattached' to a 'girlfriend'. To planning for two, sitting side by side. Some people never blinked, others wanted to know if I 'wanted' this relationship. My parents skeptical, I'd lost my mind.

But on a level I don't quite understand, he is the key, I am the lock. And when the key opens the lock, then it is complete.