Jenna sat quietly in the car as we travelled to my apartment. She stroked my leg as I drove, sending sparks of electricity straight to my penis and I feared that it was impossible for her to avoid noticing the rather large bulge in my trousers.

“You’re a quiet one, Jenna,” I said, touching her hand lightly with mine.

“I’m just thinking Tony,” she said.

“About what?”

“About my totally underrated and unappreciated healing powers,” she said.

“You’ve lost me,” I said, trying to avoid looking at her face.

She moved her hand over my bulging penis and massaged it softly.

“I fucking knew you were playing me,” she laughed.

“I’m shocked that you’d think anyone could be crazy enough to try that old ruse with you of all people,” I said.

“So all of that ignoring me ploy that you used all day. Was that just part of the game?”

“I assure you it was neither a game nor a ploy, Jenna,” I said, “it was just a badly formulated and implemented strategy by someone who has just undergone a trauma of historic proportions.” 

“You banged your fucking head on the ground, Tony.”

“I suppose one could very easily oversimplify the damage in those terms, Jenna, and I forgive you for that,” I said, “but I’m in a very fragile state because of it.”

“I suppose I should be flattered that someone with your reputation should go to such trouble for someone like me,” she said.

I slowed the car down to a crawl and pulled into a lay by at the side of the road. I reached for her and she came to me slowly.

“Jenna, you are possibly the most captivating woman I’ve ever been in proximity to,” I said softly, and kissed her face tenderly. “If I had made an off the cuff play for you and failed, I would lead a miserable existence for the rest of my life.”

I kissed her again and she kissed me back as I pulled slightly away from her. Our lips joined together again in a soft and warm alliance, slowly closing out external forces and stimulus as our tongues sought reassurance and touch.

“You have no idea of the effect you had on me when you kissed me back there,” I whispered.

“What effect, Tony?” she asked in a sultry, whispered drawl.

“When I closed my eyes, all I could see were fireworks popping in my eyes. It took me all of my strength to attempt to inhibit the towering erection that was trying to force its way through my clothes.”

I kissed her softly, a tantalising little touch of my lips to hers as her eyes closed slightly and her breath deepened.

“My concentration on the task was hugely diminished by the touch of your lips and the lush perfume of your skin. Your lips tasted like amber infused with raspberry marshmallow, and my only desire was to hold and caress you as we made long and tender love, to hear your breathless cries for release, to hold you through the throes of orgasm, to …”

“Stop! Enough, Tony, you’re driving me crazy. How fucking far away is this fucking apartment of yours?” she breathed huskily as she kissed me deeply again.

“We’re outside the gate now.”

I drove into my parking space and led her to my apartment. She dropped her bag on the floor and slipped out of her jacket as I held it for her and watched her naked shoulders wriggle themselves to freedom. She lunged at me, but it wasn’t what I wanted. Her lips were aggressive, and I touched her face as I held her chin in the palm of my hand, gently easing her back and kissing her softly on the lips.

“What’s wrong?” she tried to say, but her voice was just a breath.

A watery autumn / winter moon glowed in the dark sky and projected a silver of pale yellow light on the rippling waters of the bay as I looked through the picture windows of the living room. I turned Jenna around in my arms for her to see the beauty of the nature outside, my arms holding her to me as my hands stroked her soft abdomen gently, encouraging a sigh and a movement of her head which she leaned back against me, enveloping my senses in her fragrant black hair.

“I see you in that tableau, Jenna,” I whispered.

She replied with a contented murmur.

“The beauty of nature juxtaposed with the natural beauty of a spectacular woman.”