Wendesday Briefs -The Determination of Lovers.

“Whoever said that love was easy?” Sandra sighed, twiddling a long, blonde curl in her fingers as she sat hunched forward on the sofa.

“I dunno, but the bastard was lying.” Tom growled through gritted teeth. His arms firmly crossed over his chest, his body straining away from hers to the other end of the couch.

“What are we going to do?” She extended a hand as if to touch him but then pulled it back to her, clearly unsure of herself.

“Nothing I guess, nothing at all. We can’t do anything.”

“But Tom I thought you -I thought…” tears shone in her eyes, unshed but only just.

“I do, Sandra, I do but seriously, how did you think I’d respond to this? You’re moving to the other side of the fucking globe, what am I meant to do? Moon over you until you come back, if you ever come back.”

The hardness in his tone cracked over the last words and the tension in his body increased.

“No, no, I don’t want that but it doesn’t have to be the end. We can still talk and email and keep in touch.”

“But I won’t be able to touch you like this,” he said, reaching out and cupping her face, “I won’t be able to kiss you like this.”

He leant forward and pressed his lips to hers. The impact was soft at first, the undulation gentle but the pressure building up inside them burst forth and their lips danced egearly together, their hands moved and grabbed and pulled at each other’s clothes and bodies as if they wanted to purge the negative energy through this kiss, this last kiss. He pulled down the neck of her top and reached in to fondle a breast through the lace of her bra, she dipped a hand under his shirt and felt the strain of his muscles under his warm skin. They stopped worrying, stopped arguing, stopped the talk and they concentrated on expressing their emotions through touch.

Tom touched Sandra in all the places he knew she loved, in all the places he loved. Clothes were thrown off and skin uncovered as everything but their love and passion became inconsequential. Tom lay back as Sandra clambered over his body, his jeans bunched up around his ankles, his top dangling off the the corner of the coffee table. She was almost naked, her soft orbs hanging over the pulled down bra, her knickers on the floor and skirt hunched up around her waist. She positioned herself over Tomn’s hard straining cock and pushed down.

Their gazes met as they joined. There was so much sadness in the future so they held off thinking about it. They sought out the joy in the sharing of flesh as they melded and moved together in passionate thrusts. All disappointment, all upset bubbled under the surface but ecstasy eclipsed it as they pushed each other closer to the edge of climax.

It was hard to perceive who hit orgasm first, they shuddered, shook and screamed almost at the same moment, their juices melding as their voices harmonised in vocal emotion. Sandra sobbed as the orgasm passed. Her body shook and the tears poured from her eyes. All the negative emotion was back and it was like it hit her like the angered slap of a lover.

“Oh, darling, hush,” Tom pulled her to his chest and stroked her hair, “we’ll work something out, my love, we will. We will have to, I can’t live without you, without my soul mate.”

“Do you mean it?” She sniffed, “I could just not go, I mean what is the job I always dreamed of if I can’t be with you? I would just be so miserable, I am so miserable just thinking about it.”

“No, no, you go and I will follow you.”

“But the firm, your job, your family. You can’t just-”

“Yes, I can.” He replied confidently, “I can and I will. I am not letting you go, Sandra. I will follow you to the ends of the earth if I have to.”

“Really?”

“Really,” he nodded and kissed her forehead, “Whoever said that love was easy was almost right. It is just that love is simple and the world is complicated and it is so easy to lose track of what matters in the flotsam and jetsam of life.”

“Oh, I do love it when you wax philosophical.” Sandra sighed.

“I can’t help it, darling, you turn my world upside down and I have to make sense of it somehow.”

She hit him then and they kissed. The path of true love may never run smooth but the determination of lovers can make anything happen.