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Hi looking for a special lady for this new romance/sex thread. As you can read below they have a past and the future is what we are writing though I would like for whoever plays "Amanda" to write a similar begining and give input about "Rick" and the past. Please if you don't want to commit yet please pm me and drop me a note and ask questions. When of the best threads I did was similar to this so I would love to have plenty of romance sex and good interaction. Thanks for taking the time.....enjoy the writings.
Rick and Amanda....(just working names)
I met Amanda half way through college. You talk about making a connection well it was more like being hit by a titlewave of love. She was my soul mate and that first night at the bar I knew it. We were living togather in a week. Shared a love for wilderness and each other. We were like gypsies for the next few years. Hiking, fishing, hunting, sailing and traveling everywhere. From Rockey mountains to Alaska where we watched bears fish. Amanda's "teddy bears" as I remember. All over North America, Africa, and even Australia. The memories of things we did and saw could never be equaled by even a thousand photobooks.
We would take long periods off from college either to adventure or to work in wildreness stores. We lost track of how many we worked at over the years. Have a basket full of name tags. We had other jobs too though like working at a horse ranch or bring supplies to the Everest base camps, caretakers for log cabins, and just about anything else that was unconventional.
The only steady thing in our lives besides each other was that old blue suburban. Had over 100,000 miles on it and was rebuilt by us and friends over the years a half-a-dozen times. Once by a farmer as part of our payment for us taking in the harvest.
Tattooed wild free spirits. When we both turned 30 things changed. We always figured on settling down around then and buying a farm or something but another opportunity presented itself.
Mr. Winter a self made millionare who owned a chain of wildrness stores offered us jobs. This time it was different though. This was a career thing. Marketing executives which meant management and desk jobs. We agreed laughing how we sold out and how it would never last. Sure we always knew what sold, but this wasn't our thing. Expected for it to last 6 months at most. We went to the Manhattan main offices wearing flannels, jeans and hiking boots...........things changed though. We were just supposed to stay for alittle while make money and move on like ususal. That was the plan....
That was 5 years ago and well we have changed...and that joy we shared is a memory. Didn't happen all at once, but it happen eventually. We started wearing suits. Didn't use the truck ever and bought a SUV more fitting the yuppies who we worked with and soon hung out with....
Climbing equipment we would have spent a summer playing with in the past went untouched and we settled for just reading the evaluation. A good friend we spent a week with search for a lost child in the woods, and spent a weekend drinking with in celebration of finding the child came into town. We spent only one night with him over dinner. The only reason we had ever thought of settling down was to have kids. Now we seldom even touch each other in bed. Passionate nights were replaced by a good night's sleep.
I looked around our apartment the other day. Couldn't imagen us even having one 10 years ago....Used to have native American art on the walls now lastest art from the gallaries. Led Zeppelin wasn't on the stero any more, but whatever the new trend was that week from Europe. We had a fridge full of food I couldn't believe we ate and we were friends with people we couldn't stand.
That brings us up to now. When she got home we talked for the first time in a long time. Yelled, screamed, cried and just talked. We stayed up the whole night talking. This wasn't us...couldn't be but could we go back?
We got the truck out of the garadge and our gear out of storage. We gave notice at our jobs, and ended the lease on the apartment. If this didn't work we probably wouldn't be together any more....sigh
We have to find ourselves and our love again. There is a empty piece of wildreness between NY and Canada. It is something we need to explore.
I love her so but I want to feel it again like the living thing it once was when it started. Cleaning out my office I found a picture of her from when we first went hiking. Her barefoot showing her tattoos, jean shorts, tee and hair braided. She was blowing me a kiss and on the back was written 'My love forever Rick'. I took it from the frame and slipped it in my jean pocket. This just had to work..... Open to new ideas and reworking things....
Rick and Amanda....(just working names)
I met Amanda half way through college. You talk about making a connection well it was more like being hit by a titlewave of love. She was my soul mate and that first night at the bar I knew it. We were living togather in a week. Shared a love for wilderness and each other. We were like gypsies for the next few years. Hiking, fishing, hunting, sailing and traveling everywhere. From Rockey mountains to Alaska where we watched bears fish. Amanda's "teddy bears" as I remember. All over North America, Africa, and even Australia. The memories of things we did and saw could never be equaled by even a thousand photobooks.
We would take long periods off from college either to adventure or to work in wildreness stores. We lost track of how many we worked at over the years. Have a basket full of name tags. We had other jobs too though like working at a horse ranch or bring supplies to the Everest base camps, caretakers for log cabins, and just about anything else that was unconventional.
The only steady thing in our lives besides each other was that old blue suburban. Had over 100,000 miles on it and was rebuilt by us and friends over the years a half-a-dozen times. Once by a farmer as part of our payment for us taking in the harvest.
Tattooed wild free spirits. When we both turned 30 things changed. We always figured on settling down around then and buying a farm or something but another opportunity presented itself.
Mr. Winter a self made millionare who owned a chain of wildrness stores offered us jobs. This time it was different though. This was a career thing. Marketing executives which meant management and desk jobs. We agreed laughing how we sold out and how it would never last. Sure we always knew what sold, but this wasn't our thing. Expected for it to last 6 months at most. We went to the Manhattan main offices wearing flannels, jeans and hiking boots...........things changed though. We were just supposed to stay for alittle while make money and move on like ususal. That was the plan....
That was 5 years ago and well we have changed...and that joy we shared is a memory. Didn't happen all at once, but it happen eventually. We started wearing suits. Didn't use the truck ever and bought a SUV more fitting the yuppies who we worked with and soon hung out with....
Climbing equipment we would have spent a summer playing with in the past went untouched and we settled for just reading the evaluation. A good friend we spent a week with search for a lost child in the woods, and spent a weekend drinking with in celebration of finding the child came into town. We spent only one night with him over dinner. The only reason we had ever thought of settling down was to have kids. Now we seldom even touch each other in bed. Passionate nights were replaced by a good night's sleep.
I looked around our apartment the other day. Couldn't imagen us even having one 10 years ago....Used to have native American art on the walls now lastest art from the gallaries. Led Zeppelin wasn't on the stero any more, but whatever the new trend was that week from Europe. We had a fridge full of food I couldn't believe we ate and we were friends with people we couldn't stand.
That brings us up to now. When she got home we talked for the first time in a long time. Yelled, screamed, cried and just talked. We stayed up the whole night talking. This wasn't us...couldn't be but could we go back?
We got the truck out of the garadge and our gear out of storage. We gave notice at our jobs, and ended the lease on the apartment. If this didn't work we probably wouldn't be together any more....sigh
We have to find ourselves and our love again. There is a empty piece of wildreness between NY and Canada. It is something we need to explore.
I love her so but I want to feel it again like the living thing it once was when it started. Cleaning out my office I found a picture of her from when we first went hiking. Her barefoot showing her tattoos, jean shorts, tee and hair braided. She was blowing me a kiss and on the back was written 'My love forever Rick'. I took it from the frame and slipped it in my jean pocket. This just had to work..... Open to new ideas and reworking things....
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