I figured it was Michael since we were the only two people there and I told him to enter, but nothing happened. I waited a few seconds and then I got up and opened the door. He was standing on the other side looking at something of great interest on the floor.
“Michael?”
“Yes.” He said without looking up.
“Uhm, so you couldn’t sleep?”
“Nope.” He was still mapping out the floor.
“Did you want something?” I tried.
“I dunno.” He said and shrugged.
“Ok.... Do you wanna come in?”
“I dunno.” He said and shrugged again.
I sighed. “Well I’m gonna go back to bed and you can decide what you want to do, ok.”
I lay back in the bed and Michael was still positioned at the threshold. I could see him out the corner of my eye. In the dim lights I could see perspiration was forming on his brow.
“Did I wake you?” He whispered.
“No, I was awake.”
He cleared his throat. “Can I come in?”
“Yes Michael, I already asked you.”
He entered and stood by my bed looking down at me.
“What’s up Michael?”
“I dunno.” Seemed like that was his favourite response!
“So you’re just gonna be all mysterious now? Seriously, what’s up?”
He swallowed hard. “Can I sleep in here?”
I raised myself up on my elbows and eyed him. He looked nervous.
“Sure.” I said and scooted over, but Michael didn’t move. “Are you gonna sleep standing up?”
He still wasn’t moving. Man, he was frustrating me! I got up and stood in front of him with my hands on my hip. Michael looked at me and gave me the once over. I realised I was only wearing a skimpy, almost see through, t-shirt and a pair of barely present panties. There was a chill in the air, so I figured my nipples were also showing. Even though the room was almost dark, I knew Michael was blushing.
I took his hands in mine. “What’s wrong? We would just be sleeping. “
Finally he spoke: “I want you to show me.”
I was a bit confused. “Show you what?”
“Look, I know what I said in the livin’ room, but… I just…. It’s so hard. You being right there. You know?”
“I’m not sure. Uhm, do you wanna….be with me? Is that it?”
He nodded and looked down. “But as you know, I’ve never…”
“So you want me to show you?”
He nodded again.
“Are you sure? I don’t want you to do anything that you’ll regret.”
“I thought about that too. But I don’t think I could regret it… I mean, it’s you. The urge I have… It’s like a longing, you know what I mean? And how can it be wrong for me to want it to go away? I mean, it feels right.”
“I don’t think it’s wrong, Michael. You have no idea how badly I want you. From the first time I saw you at 54. This time with you here in New York
And with that I slowly stepped back and pulled my t-shirt over my head. Michael had his eyes fixed on my chest. I reached down and also discarded my underwear. His lips were slightly apart and I could see he was holding his breath.
I stepped up to him again.
“Do you want me to help you?”
I didn’t wait for an answer and began pulling his shirt off. I let my fingers run down the front of him to the waist of his pajamas. “Are you ok?” I asked. He gave me a small nod.
I proceeded pulling them down and Michael was left standing in his underwear. One part of him sure wasn’t regretting! I stood up once again and reached for his lips. His kisses were hesitant at first, but he soon gave in and attacked my mouth with as much fervour as I felt. But his arms were hanging down at his sides. I pulled back.
“I want you to touch me.” I took his hand and placed it on my breast.
“So I just… uhm… Should I…” He stammered.
“Do what you want Michael. Just explore. It’s like when we first kissed; you just feel it and go with the flow. You will know when to be gentle and when you can get a bit rougher.”
He swallowed and started tracing my breast with his fingertips; I felt goose bumps of pleasure. His touch was light as a feather. He reached my nipple and it hardened at his caress and to my surprise, he took it between his fingers and gave it a small squeeze. I took a sharp intake of breath and Michael immediately pulled back.
“I’m sorry, did it hurt?”
“No, I liked it… Please don’t stop.”
His hands were on me again. This time he used both his hands, one on each breast and he carefully started kneading them.
“It feels so good!” I sighed. “Do you wanna move over to the bed?” I looked at him and he nodded.
I placed myself on my back and Michael hovered over me leaning on his elbow. He bent down and kissed me. His hand found my nipple once again. “Please, kiss them Michael!” I pleaded.
He placed kisses down my neck, on my collarbone, on my chest until he reached my hardened peaks. He took one of them into the warmth of his mouth. I arched my back to meet him; he was driving me crazy. His tongue gently swirled around sending sparks of pleasure shooting across my universe. He switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention. I buried my hands in his afro.
He came back to my mouth and lingered there for a while. Then he pulled back and smiled at me.
“Was that ok?”
“Yes, it was wonderful. I’m so turned on right now.”
“I liked it too. They’re so soft. I want to touch you in other places too…” His voice faded into a whisper.
“I would like that very much. My body is yours.”
“Could you show me? I don’t wanna do it wrong.”
I took his hand and guided it towards my sex. I mapped out all the ridges and valleys, telling him how to proceed and then I left him by himself. His fingers were already wet with my juices as he started tracing my slippery folds. When he traced across my clit my body jerked.
“Oh God, Michael. Don’t stop!”
He picked up on my signals and gently rubbed my most sensitive spot, circling it. I reached up and pulled him down for a kiss. I couldn’t believe how good Michael was at touching me. My breath was picking up and I moaned into his mouth. I began moving my hips and he sensed my wanting and picked up the pace. He now used two fingers, letting my clit run in between them. I was amazed! Faster and faster it went until I could feel something building inside of me.
“Oh Michael… I’m gonna cum. Stop, stop, stop. Not yet!”
Michael looked puzzled. “Did I do it wrong?”
“No, are you kidding me?! It was fucking great! But I don’t wanna cum yet. I want us to do that together.” I pushed Michael back on the bed. “It’s your turn now…”
I straddled his waist and I could feel him underneath me. I moved a few times against him and Michael sighed and took a hold of the sheet. I then left a wet path of kisses down his jaw and his strong neck where I stopped at its base, resting in its hollow. I had soon decided that that was my favourite spot on him; or so far anyway… My track then went left and right, paying a visit to each nipple, causing Michael to take a deep breath.
I reached his underwear and slowly pulled them off. I marvelled at the size of him. Who knew what hid under those tight pats he usually wore…
“Wow Michael!” I enthused.
“What? What’s wrong? Is it me?” He asked nervously.
“Oh, it’s you alright! But it’s not a bad thing… At all!”
“What is it then?” he pulled himself up on his elbows and looked at me.
“Let’s just say you’re… uhm… very well built.” I said and smiled.
“Oh.” He giggled. “I assume that’s a good thing? I read that some where… I mean… Someone told me… I… I mean…” He stammered.
“Ok then… Wherever you heard or… read….it, it’s the truth. Now, lay back and enjoy yourself.”
Michael obliged and I carefully took his member in my hand and started stroking him. I could feel his body tense up at my touch.
“Oh… wow… what are you doing?” He asked breathlessly.
“I’m just making you feel good. Just relax.”
“I…I can’t…. I…. oh no… Oh no, stop it…. I’m gonna…”
Ten minutes later he still hadn’t come out of the bathroom despite my knocking. Right after the unfortunate incident, he ran from my bedroom.
“Michael, come out please. It’s ok. It can happen to anyone. Especially the first time.”
“No, I’m never coming out.” He yelled.
“So you’re gonna live in Angie’s bathroom? Naked?”
“So what if I am? I’ve got…towels and stuff.”
I sighed. “Michael, don’t be ridiculous. You can’t stay in there forever, thought I’m sure Angie would love it. Besides, I’ve got a spare key, so I can just unlock the door.”
He didn’t respond.
“Michael?” I knocked on the door again. “Come out… please?”
“Ok, but you can’t look at me, promise?”
“Jeez!” I whispered to myself and rolled my eyes. “Ok, I promise.” For Michael’s sake I closed my eyes. Then I could hear the bathroom door opening and someone grabbed my shoulders.
“I gotta do this right! I ain’t gonna be a one minute man!” He sounded very determined.
He crushed his lips against mine and started backing me towards my bedroom. When we got there, he pushed me back onto the bed and crawled on top of me. His kisses became more urgent as his hands went to caress my breasts. I arched my back towards him and enjoyed this new side of him. This Michael knew what he wanted.
His mouth left mine and replaced his hands, which went south. I spread my legs and welcomed his long fingers. I decided to give the stroking another go and reached for him. He was already hard again. This time it went a whole lot better. All the tension was gone and he was able to enjoy my touch. He let out the sweetest high pitched moans as I worked him.
We lay like that for a while, just touching each other. Michael was very curious with his hands as they went exploring. Sometimes his touches were very gentle, leaving goose bumps on my skin; and sometimes they were firm, leaving read marks from his fingers as he was kneading my flesh. When he kissed my neck, his afro tickled my chin.
I was thoroughly enjoying his touch, but I also enjoyed feeling him. His skin was so warm, and soft like a fuzzy peach, and his ass was about the firmest I had ever seen or felt in my life. In fact, everything on Michael was firm... And hard! And that was the thing on him that I really wanted to experience. My hand already knew what it felt like, and oh boy! But now that was not enough...
I broke away from his kiss, trying to catch my breath. "Michael, I'm so ready for you now. Give it to me, please!"
"Guide me, girl." he panted.
He positioned himself between my legs and I took his member in my hand, guiding it towards my entrance.
"Ok, I'm ready when you are." I said.
Michael took a hold on himself now and slowly started pushing. I could tell he was holding his breath; and so was I. It wasn't like I had been with a lot of guys. In fact, Michael was my third; but there was no doubt that he was the biggest I had ever experienced. As he gently pushed himself deeper and deeper, my body adjusted accordingly. It still amazed me that skinny Michael was so endowed.
When he had filled me to the hilt, he stopped and let his held breath go.
"Oh wow....oh wow.... I need to just.... stay still....oh wow."
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"I'm wonderful. This is great... I just don't want it to be over too soon, ya know.." he said with a crooked smile.
"I'm in no hurry. Just take all the time you need. Just feeling you inside me feels incredible, no matter if you move or not."
“I plan on movin’…. I’m just so nervous.” He breathed against my neck.
“It’s just in and out Michael. It’s not rocket science.” I joked and kissed his cheek.
“That’s not what I heard.” He giggled. “Seriously, I don’t wanna do this wrong.”
“Would you stop worrying and just let yourself go?”
He raised himself by his arms and hovered above me, gazing into my eyes. He then bit down on his lip and started moving; very slowly at first. I closed my eyes and wallowed in his repeated intrusion. Michael started moaning; the sounds you would make if you tasted something good. I liftet lyself to meet his movements, which encouraged him to go a little faster.
I put my arms around his neck and pulled him close to me. Michael buried his hands in my hair and found my mouth, and in return, my hands found his ass and I started massaging the small globes. I could feel his muscles move under his warm skin. I let my hands run up and down his back and I could once again feel myself getting close. It normally didn’t happen that quickly for me, but I guess his shear size hit places that were unknown to me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, giving him better access.
With that, Michael came up for air. My lips felt swollen and sensitive by the continuous kissing between me and him. He looked at me with big eyes and an open mouth; he was breathing rapidly.
“I don’t know how much longer I can last.” He whispered.
“Me neither. Go faster Michael. I wanna cum with you.” I pleaded.
I tightened my legs around him and he started pumping faster and faster. I could feel myself tighten around him and the familiar tingling started spreading throughout my entire body. His rapid movements caused an earth quake to erupt inside of me, tsunami waves surged through me with great force. I kept repeating his name as I felt the orgasm hit and a few seconds later, Michael’s entire body tensed up and he inhaled deeply and exhaled sharply, but otherwise didn’t make a sound. He then collapsed on top of me, his breath tickling my neck.
A few minutes went by and Michael still hadn’t moved. I could feel his heart pounding against my chest. I let my fingers caress his back, tracing his spine.
“You ok, Michael?”
I could tell he was nodding. “My entire body feels numb.” He mumbled against me.
I smiled. “Me too. This was awesome. I have to say… I’m so glad I got to share this with you.”
He raised his head and looked at me with a tired smile. “I am too.” I thought I could sense sadness in his eyes.
“Are you sure you’re ok?”
He pulled out of me and laid down beside me.
“It’s weird…. I dunno…. I feel great and it felt great and I know I wanted it to happen. But….”
I suddenly felt nervous. “But what?”
He sighed. “Despite all that, I know I’ve sinned. I went against rules Mother instilled in me… The rules God instilled in me. But I just wanted it so bad.”
“I’m sorry Michael. I shouldn’t have pushed you.” I was scared he was gonna regret it.
“No, please don’t be sorry! I did what I wanted to do, but I still feel weird now. I guess it’s hard to explain, and hard for you to understand. I apologize.”
He was right. It was hard to understand and I didn’t know if I should feel happy, sad or something totally different.
“I suppose it’s a tough situation for you. I would hate it if you wound up regretting it. I know I never will.”
He leaned in and gave me a lingering kiss. “I won’t regret either, don’t you worry girl.” He lowered his eyes. “So, did I do ok?”
I put my finger under his chin and made him face me. “You were great, Michael. Exclamation point!”
His face lit up and he looked proud. It made me laugh.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothin’. You’re just too cute for words sometimes.”
We pulled the covers over our naked bodies and Michael spooned up behind me and held me tight.
“So, what are w
“Mommy, mommy, mommy. Your friend is on tv.”
I was yanked out of my trip down memory lane by my daughter’s squeals.
“What are you talking about, sweety? What friend?”
“Your friend from the restaurant.” She exclaimed out of breath from running to the attic. I thought about it for a few seconds before I understood who she meant. Six months ago me, my husband and our daughter had bumped into Michael in a restaurant in New York
My daughter was too young to completely know who he was as she was born when he had disappeared from the public eye in 2005. She just knew him as my friend, Michael. I took her hand and we went downstairs to the living room.
“Look, mom!” she pointed to the TV and there he was, announcing his big comeback. I was happy to see that he looked strong and confident again. As I followed the trial, my heart ached at the slow decay of the carefree young man I had once known. But now he was back! I thought about buying tickets and I hoped I could somehow get to see him again. My husband and I had separated shortly after the restaurant visit and I wanted to do something fun for a change.
It had turned out the way I had imagined it between me and Michael back in ’77. Because of his career, he had to move back to California New York
Later that night after I had put my daughter to bed I went online and booked a ticket to the show. The site crashed several times, but finally I got lucky. If only the same luck would help me get in touch with him somehow. I had thoroughly enjoyed my little trip back in time up in the attic. Enjoying the old, but treasured, memories. Who knew, maybe it was time to make some new ones?
This was the final chapter of this story... At least for now ;) I hope you enjoyed it!
