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Time for Desire Chapter 3

Updated on June 25, 2012

Time for Desire Chapter 3

(A NOTE FROM LADYFAIRZ : Julie will be writing in first person)

As the sun rose that morning I felt as though my life had completely changed. Richard was scheduled to play golf with one of the company vice presidents so he had to go.

I did not want to say good-by. I wanted the magic to last. I felt so utterly alone as I walked back across the sandy beach to my room to rest.

Later that afternoon when some of the agents from our district went sight-seeing, I went along. But I was miserable. I thought the day would never end.

I was hoping that Richard and I could be together before we had to leave, but the next time I saw him he was engaged in conversation with a tall brunette. I felt as if our time together had meant nothing to him.

The awards dinner was next on the schedule, but I could not eat. I went back to my room, packed my bags, and tried to sleep.

The next morning I volunteered to drive home as I needed to keep my mind occupied. As the miles passed I tried to forget the kisses on the beach, how I felt when we danced, the words shared in the early hours of the morning with the sound of the waves in the background. It played in my mind like a movie that could not be turned off.

I was determined to get back home, go to work, and forget all about the encounter with Richard, who obviously only wanted a "one night stand". When he didn't get what he wanted, he just walked away.

Good habits can keep your life on track even when the mind does not want to focus. It was these habits that kept me going day after day: collecting the insurance premiums, talking about a family's needs and making required sales.

Then about two weeks after the Panama City trip, I received an envelope in my office mailbox, postmarked Nashville,Tennessee.

It was a card from Richard. On the front was a solitary yellow rose with the words "I'm Thinking of You". He wanted to know when we could talk; he sent his office number.

I was so happy as I dialed his number. Thus began weeks of conversation. It didn't matter what we talked about; it just mattered that we talked.

Soon I knew I had to see him again. I couldn't refuse my desire any longer. I made plans to fly to Nashville. Richard would meet me at the airport.

I flew out on the eight am flight. It was a cold day in December. I was dressed warmly in my dark red leather coat as I came through airport security.

Richard was there, waiting for me - just me. I never wanted to let him go as he held me in his arms.

For some reason, Richard thought I was hungry. I was, but only for him. I took about two bites of a grilled cheese sandwich as I gazed into his penetrating blue eyes. I was frightened by the intensity of my feelings for Richard, but tried to stay calm and in the moment.

I noticed that I felt as if I had known him for years. We talked about business and he told me he was so glad that I had come as he held my hand across the table.

We checked into a motel near the airport. I went into the bathroom to slip on a silky blue gown I had brought.

"Oh no" I said out loud. My monthly female cycle had started .I wanted to cry, but that was not my nature. I simply said,"Bad news", He held me in his arms as I decided to give him satisfaction.

My time for romance passed so quickly and soon it was time to go to the airport for my afternoon flight. As we dressed we stood close to each other and I pointed out our reflection in the mirror. "We are a good looking couple. You are so handsome", as I turned to Richard for one more of his mind altering kisses.

When Richard took me back to the airport, I bought a wine bottle that was covered in leather from one of the unique gift shops. I lovingly gave it to him as a reminder of our special time together.

The days went by in a haze, my right brain always thinking of my moments with Richard. When he asked if I could fly back for us to be together, I made sure I checked my female cycle.

Romance in my life had been non existent until I was with this special man. All the things I had read in books came true as we were finally together in a beautiful motel near the airport. The union between us was intense, combining both physical and spiritual feelings for us both. I was deeply in love.

Continued in Chapter 4


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      Missi Darnell 8 years ago from Southern California

      First person is wonderful too, I can't stop reading either way.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 8 years ago from Southern Illinois

      To ans. your question, first person.The plot is thickening, and something tells me there is trouble on the horizon.This story rings a very loud bell in my being.


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      benny Faye Douglass 8 years ago from Gold Canyon, Arizona

      Exciting, thank you for a very inticing hub, Godspeed. creativeone59