This Morning I Imagined:

[MrBates2]

I was strolling down Central Ave., on a mild mid-February day when I walked into a rug store. I worked my way through the piles of Persian rugs, when I noticed tall thin gentlemen doing the same. I looked up and our eyes caught, he gave me a long gaze and a smile. I looked away, yet aroused by our contact. I went on through the rest of the pile, and then meandered around the store. As I moved closer to his section, he moved on to another, and we played our little dance until we met at the back of the massive store, admiring the hanging rugs. “See anything you like,” he asked. I smiled at him, our eyes connected letting him know that I welcomed his advances. “What do you think about this one?” I asked, pointing to a large rug. “I like it” he added. “We have similar tastes” I replied smiling back at him and together we walked through the rest of the store, until we found ourselves outside, heading drinks talking until the sun fell behind the palms. Since he lived nearby, later in the night we found ourselves kissing on his couch, until he straddle himself on my lap, our lips pressing hard together, my hands up under his shirt, his jeans, slightly unbuckled displaying the lite blond treasure trail, as my hands caressed long thin torso.