The house stood empty, no one had lived there for many years. The furniture was dilapidated, covered with cobweb and the layer of dust was an inch thick with tiny traces of animal feet sinking into it.
Ray stood in front of the door, slowly swinging his arm and putting it on the door handle. Memories of the past flashed in his mind and his fingers froze. He heard a chuckle, a quiet laughter and out of the corner of his eye he saw a shadow flashing past the porch. His hand slipped on the worn handle, and then he slowly walked back down the squeaky steps. He looked around the clearing; and saw no one. Beads of sweat trickled down his temples; he tossed his jacket over the rail, unbuttoned his shirt and took a big gulp of bottled water. The rising wind pleasantly caressed his tanned body and his white shirt swayed. Jenna was eyeing him from behind the trees; she involuntarily licked her lips while watching the tiny movements of Ray’s body.
She took a few steps closer, then stopped and smiled broadly. Ray’s body and thoughts went still, a pleasant feeling and then he caught sight of the girl. He walked closer to her and grabbed her passionately. Jenna pressed her pink lips on the man’s bare chest, gently slid his shirt off and ran her fingers down the man’s back. Ray instinctively picked her up in his arms and laid her among the green grass as he wanted to hide her from the world, to be his own and no one else’s. Jenna`s reddish blonde hair spread out among the flowers, like jets of flame that were about to burn the world around itself. In slow motions, the man got under the girl’s dress; his fingers slowly moved her thighs apart while pressing his lips on her breasts. They both sighed as they adjusted to the gentle rhythm of each other’s body. The wind picked up the soft moaning and spread it around every inch of the clearing.
Then the world suddenly froze, gray clouds shrouded the sky and raindrops were falling down from above.
Ray felt dizzy and leaned against the rail. What was that? How can a fantasy be so real? Confused thoughts ran through his mind whilst desire was still throbbing inside him from the sensual pleasure trip he seemed to have been a part of. He did not want to return to reality; he wanted the dream to last forever, the girl to become reality. He wanted her body, he smelled her fragrance and he almost went mad that he could not hold her in his arms, could not embrace her naked body, the smell of which was so stupefying like the most perfect love elixir. But this is only the trick of the mind, a sweet dream that his mind conceived. He forced himself to look around. Although he was alert, his desire did not abate. He could still see the girl, feel her closeness, her whisper and he wanted nothing more than to embrace her and make her his.
“Get out of his head”, said a voice sending a shudder ran through Jenna’s body causing her to lean against a tree.
“Party pooper!” She said in a whisper, then took one last look at the man and flitted among the trees.
Ray stood in front of the door, slowly swinging his arm and putting it on the door handle. Memories of the past flashed in his mind and his fingers froze. He heard a chuckle, a quiet laughter and out of the corner of his eye he saw a shadow flashing past the porch. His hand slipped on the worn handle, and then he slowly walked back down the squeaky steps. He looked around the clearing; and saw no one. Beads of sweat trickled down his temples; he tossed his jacket over the rail, unbuttoned his shirt and took a big gulp of bottled water. The rising wind pleasantly caressed his tanned body and his white shirt swayed. Jenna was eyeing him from behind the trees; she involuntarily licked her lips while watching the tiny movements of Ray’s body.
She took a few steps closer, then stopped and smiled broadly. Ray’s body and thoughts went still, a pleasant feeling and then he caught sight of the girl. He walked closer to her and grabbed her passionately. Jenna pressed her pink lips on the man’s bare chest, gently slid his shirt off and ran her fingers down the man’s back. Ray instinctively picked her up in his arms and laid her among the green grass as he wanted to hide her from the world, to be his own and no one else’s. Jenna`s reddish blonde hair spread out among the flowers, like jets of flame that were about to burn the world around itself. In slow motions, the man got under the girl’s dress; his fingers slowly moved her thighs apart while pressing his lips on her breasts. They both sighed as they adjusted to the gentle rhythm of each other’s body. The wind picked up the soft moaning and spread it around every inch of the clearing.
Then the world suddenly froze, gray clouds shrouded the sky and raindrops were falling down from above.
Ray felt dizzy and leaned against the rail. What was that? How can a fantasy be so real? Confused thoughts ran through his mind whilst desire was still throbbing inside him from the sensual pleasure trip he seemed to have been a part of. He did not want to return to reality; he wanted the dream to last forever, the girl to become reality. He wanted her body, he smelled her fragrance and he almost went mad that he could not hold her in his arms, could not embrace her naked body, the smell of which was so stupefying like the most perfect love elixir. But this is only the trick of the mind, a sweet dream that his mind conceived. He forced himself to look around. Although he was alert, his desire did not abate. He could still see the girl, feel her closeness, her whisper and he wanted nothing more than to embrace her and make her his.
“Get out of his head”, said a voice sending a shudder ran through Jenna’s body causing her to lean against a tree.
“Party pooper!” She said in a whisper, then took one last look at the man and flitted among the trees.
