Message-ID: <15414eli$9809182235@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/15414.txt> From: pami1968@aol.com (Pami1968) Subject: "The Sunset" by Pami m/f, rom, nosex Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <1998091401132300.VAA06915@ladder01.news.aol.com> A change of pace, hope you enjoy this. Feedback is, as always, welcome. :) The Sunset As the sun set, she leaned over and kissed him sweetly on the lips. “Thank you,” she simply said. He looked into her eyes and smiled, a wistful kind of smile, and simply replied “No, thank you.” They laid back on the hill, side by side, just holding hands and looking at the vivd pinks and fading purples of the sky. If you looked closely, you could see the tears in her eyes, the ones that she blinked back, although one lone drop ran out of the corner of her eye and fell to the green grass. It was a moment of sublime contentment for each of them. The harsh realities of life were far away, and all that existed for these few stolen moments was the two of them and the beauty of the sunset. She had made him promise last fall that they would go and see the sun set together. She thought it was hokey and kind of stupid, but the kind of romantic outing that she yearned for, deep inside. She never told anyone that she wanted something so...romantic. She had told him lots of things she never told anyone else. And every time she did, she wondered if he would laugh at her. He never did. It was amazing to her that he actually seemed to understand her. She had loved him from the moment they met. Well, probably even before they met, she thought. They had chatted on the phone and hit it off, so they decided to meet. She remembered thinking she was crazy to do it. She had another man who wanted to see her the same night, and she considered cancelling on him. But she didn’t. She couldn’t. She explained it to the second man that she felt that there might be something special with this one. She honestly felt that way, and she couldn’t figure it out. And sure enough, when they met that evening in July, she knew he was going to be special to her. It just clicked. Felt right. Despite the big silver wedding band on his finger, she had to keep seeing him. Her soul cried out for it. So, after only a few months, she knew that this was it. IT. Love. What she had looked for, very unsuccessfully. And inside she bitterly laughed at the irony that they one man she fell in love with was the one man she could never have as her own. All of the others were as nothing to her. She dated a few, had liasions with a couple. Nothing felt right. Except for him. She wasn’t quite sure of the depth of his emotions. He told her he loved her. But she found it difficult to believe. Her insecurities ran too deep. Oh, she was fairly positive that he cared for her. Love? Well, maybe that was pushing too hard. In the long run it wouldn’t matter anyway. The day would come that he would be tired of her, of their relationship, of the secret times he spent with her. And then it would be over. But, before that time came, she wanted the sunset. The winter came, and she was annoyed that he had forgotten all about it. And then spring finally arrived. She was determined, this time. Finally, on a clear sunny day, the kind with a few billowy clouds floating leisurely through the sky, he surprised her. He took her somewhere far enough away that they could both pretend for a short hour or two that there were no obligations at home. That it was indeed possible for them to be together. And they both reveled in the freedom, short-lived as it was. For when the last fingers of sunlight disappeared over the horizon, the dream disappeared with them. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>