This is my story of a Love that should never have been.. it's what I call
"Forbidden Fruit"
First Meeting: Chance Encounter
It was way back at Diamonds&Spurs, a Country/Western Dance Nightclub right in the heart of downtown Pontiac, Michigan on N. Saginaw during the prime of its "hey day" if you will. The bars were hopping and I had just left another relationship lol again that shouldn't have been but whatdoIknow?!?
I was taking line dance lessons at Hoover Roadhouse for a bit. It was a Friday night and I decided to head into Pontiac during a huge concert night of which I wasn't privy to tickets. I decided to go to HighKicker Saloon first where I learned one dance. Later, I left and ended up going to Diamonds&Spurs where that same night they happened to call the dance. I took an instant love to the country club and decided to stay. Something about it, the layout, the people, the vibe etc.. .it just spoke to me.
During my time at both Hoover Road House in Warren and Diamonds&Spurs (aka Diamonds aka D&S) , I had gotten to know a Plethora of dances. Eventually I had even joined the D&S Dance Team which was a total thrill at the time. We had traveled to compete. We talked and danced together. One dancer named Denise, became my partner for a dance called "The Schottische" which was a very fast paced dance we loved! I became the Schottische king! I learned every possible move and variation and pulled them off without a hitch!
Eventually of course, the team disbanded for a variety of reasons.. but that isn't what this is about so I won't tell that story here.
Some time later, I was dancing during class and then there after, I took a break and was just standing there kind of hanging out (if you will). I was dressed to dance, not to impress and to be honest, I wasn't looking. A girl came over to me and said hello, we talked for a bit but the first thing I noticed what he voice.. it was a bit different but she was quite attractive, I mean QUITE attractive, I mean like, wait.. did I say she was a attractive? Oh Hell.. she was hella good looking.. like hellalishious! The kinda beauty one would be an idiot to turn away from. She was wearing black cowgirl boots, dark hose, a country western skirt and a nice country western blouse with long dirty blonde flowing hair. We spoke and I asked her what her name was, she said Christine. Thus began the story of a lifetime! Our Lifetime! My Lifetime! Never saw this one coming that's for damn sure!
"C" and I sat at a table next to the wall together, I believe we danced and slow danced and then later that night I walked her to her car. It was an older car at the time. She hopped on top of the hood and I stood in front of her. It was late and people were leaving. A few people from a different club were partying in a different spot of the lot. "C" looked absolutely gorgeous sitting there with her winter coat on. She looked stunningly sexy. A little while later, she told me I could touch her if I wanted to. I put my hands on her beautiful legs, the progressed to putting them around her waist, then after a while, proceeded to put my hands up the back of her shirt tracing the outline of her sensuously soft body.. she did not reject any of my advances.
First I put my hands up the back of her shirt moving up her back and then tracing her body and her bra which led me to the front of her bra. I felt the top of her soft somewhat large breasts, so soft to which later I would find out she was a size D or DD. While I didn't pull her bra down or go in, I definitely squeezed her a tad. I touched the top of her breasts and wanted to go inside but I decided to reserve that for a possible bedroom encounter. While I was busy "feeling her up" as you could put it, she told me to watch the people. I was aware. I kissed her neck, her chest and almost went for her chest but I held myself, I'm betting had I lifted her bra and exposed her beautiful tits, she wouldn't have rejected me. We never kissed on the lips at this point. She later said thank you. I had a complete and utter woody going.. hell any guy of sound mind would!
Later that night .. or.. should I say morning, we finally parted ways but not before we were both breathing pretty hard and heavy.. the passion we felt was on fire! She said "don't love me".. I asked her way and she just told me to try not to.
"Getting IT out of our systems"
During the week she came to my house while I was living on Fairfax and said the should we should "get it out of our systems" . She was wearing a brown outfit that was button down with a button down blouse underneath. It was kind of like a dress. We went downstairs of my tri-level home. We sat on a couch where I picked up my photo album. I asked her if she wanted to see some of my Navy picture and the album itself. I put my arm around her and got close, we began to look through it, at one point, we gazed at one another and I leaned over and gently kissed her, that was all it took. This led to a very passionate embrace and a very long tender yet passionate kiss that left me shaking. As you can imagine, the photo album fell off our laps and we kissed.
We eventually got up and went upstairs where she laid down on the bed. I offered her a nice massage, she happily accepted. I unbuttoned her outfit, and her blouse exposing her beautiful matching bra and panties. I parted her legs a little for better access. She obliged. I began by gently massaging her legs, caressing her inner thighs and moving toward nirvana. It wasn't easy for me to concentrate given how she looked, I was plenty stimulated in every possible way. While it was plenty difficult to take any further action, it wasn't time yet as things were just starting to heat up. I did lean over to kiss her gently on the lips eventually, we embraced passionately. During this friction filled encounter, we wrestled with the fire burning deep inside. I massaged her feet and then traveled up to her thighs moving inward while tracing her body and feeling her desires built. I moved ever so slightly toward her inner thigh making my way to the side of her crotch which was already showing signs. I gently massaged her as she spread her legs ever so slightly wider even more in anticipation.
I maneuvered my way around to the top of Nirvana and heaven's gate. I gently pressed and began to rub in a circular motion. She let out a slight whisper of a moan which stimulated me even more. I could feel her slight dampness growing, her chest rising and falling heavier, her nipples began to stir with her eyes closed. It was time to finish undressing her, I helped her out of her clothes and decided to further make her feel more comfy but stripping down as well. I was extremely wooden - hard as an oak you might say. Eventually, I got in bed next to her, both now fully nude. She was stunningly gorgeous and I couldn't take my eyes off of her nor could I stop kissing her. A very long passionate kiss, the kind of kiss that'll absolutely take you places. I was touching her skin and tracing her body memorizing every curve, her nipples, her golden piece of heaven and much more. I could smell her sweet perfume as I could barely contain myself.
Little did I know that this would be the start of something I never saw coming and didn't want to end.