Page 21 of If You Could Only Believe
I propped myself on my elbows and watched as he got off the bed and started undressing. Now, I’ll admit, my mind and body were experiencing all kinds of chaotic afterthoughts and emotions but watching Michael Buchanan shed his clothing was a sight I wanted to record and replay on my phone throughout my work day.
Jesus Christ.
AND,the man wasn’t even doing it in strip tease fashion. He was just undressing like a normal human being. But the second his dress shirt fell from his shoulders, my stomach clenched, and my entire body started to tingle. Michael had the body of a chiseled god. His shoulders, arms, chest and stomach were all sinewy muscle and six-pack abs of tattooed perfection.
I was pretty certain I started drooling.
His pants and boxer briefs were next, and I knew my face was fiery red when I noticed my blood and release covering his nether regions.
But what a magnificent nether region it was.
No wonder my bottom half felt like it had just gone to war. Michael’s penis was deflated, but it still hung with a significant amount of width and length.
Of course, this is the first penis I’ve ever seen, so what did I know. “Is your…” I nodded towards his crotch. “Is your…you know, is that a normal size?”
Michael paused in the middle of removing his sock-which was the last item of his clothing-and blinked over at me. “Uhm, what?”
I sat up all the way and smoothed my skirt over my thighs. It was uncomfortable to sit, but I figured I’d feel less stupid if I was sitting up properly clothed. “I’ve never seen a real-life penis before,” I shrugged a shoulder. “I was just wondering if yours was the average.”
Michael’s eyes widened as he finished removing his sock, finally standing before me, completely naked. All mind capabilities vanished. Holy Bejesus, he was stunning.
“Are you…were…” I watched his Adam’s Apple work as he tried to piece together his question. “Christ, I can’t believe I’m about to ask this question,” he muttered. “Sophia, is…is it too small for you?”
This time it was my eyes that widened. “Are you serious?” I asked incredulously. “If it was any bigger, you’d tear me in half, Michael.”
“Well, then…”
I shook my head. “I was just asking because I noticed how long and thick it was when it was soft and I thought it might be above average size, but since I’ve never seen another one, I didn’t have a comparison, and I just…I…”
The cockiest smile lit up Michael’s face. He looked like he’d just been handed the keys to the kingdom with the decree that he could do whatever he wanted. “I don’t go around measuring penises, Sophia, but I can tell you the size of mine and that’ll give you something to research when you’re bored.”
“Do you anticipate leaving me bored anytime soon?”
He shook his head and said, “Not for the rest of your life, if you must know the truth.” But before I could comment on that outrageous statement, he continued, “It’s a smidge over nine inches, Sophia.” He winked. “And I don’t know how thick it is, but I know it’s thick enough that you’ll never be able to get that hand of yours around it.”
Sweet Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God.
And, once again, I was speechless. I’ve spent all my life not knowing how to shut the hell up and Michael’s been finding ways, non-stop, to render me mute.
“I’ll be right back,” he said before leaning down and kissing me on the side of my head.
I watched as he disappeared into the restroom and wondered what in the hell I was getting myself into. I had just given my virginity to a guy I met only hours ago, and it was nothing like the few romance novels I’ve read in my time. It had been frantic, but undeniably passionate and desperate.
A part of me wondered if I should be bothered that it wasn’t like all the movies I’ve watched or the novels I read, that maybe I got cheated somehow, but I didn’t feel that way. I mean, how could I complain when he made me see Jesustwice?It would seem completely rude to complain about a little soreness when he made me feel the way he did.
I was brought out of my musings when Michael walked back of the bathroom, grabbed my shoulders and stood me up off the bed.
He started removing my blouse. “What are you doing?”
The man leaned down and placed the sweetest kiss on my bare shoulder and said, “I’m running us a bath. You’re going to be sore and I think a hot bath will help.”
My entire body broke out in shivers. I wasn’t expecting such tenderness. Most stranger sex situations I’ve heard of usually resulted in the man running out the front door as soon as possible.
I didn’t say anything as Michael finished undressing me, but when his eyes started to rake me in, the fact that I was standing before him, completely naked, brought about an embarrassment I never knew I was capable of reaching.
Here he was, all hard muscle, six-pack abs and a penis the size of a salami and I was all big boobs, flabby stomach, wide hips and dimpled thighs. The urge to cry was shockingly sudden and very real. I dropped my head towards the floor, and I could feel my bottom lip start to quiver.
Maybe it was all the emotions playing out from what I just experienced for the first time, or it could be that I was really justthatpathetic, but suddenly I wanted Michael gone.
