Organization: Penn State University
Date: Mon, 17 Aug 1992 12:42:41 EDT
From: <LMD5@psuvm.psu.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.romance.chat
Subject:    Fireside Story

With great anticipation, Mindy rushes to her bedside to answer the phone.  As
she imagined, it was him; Chris, the man that she had been seeing for only a
few short weeks.  It was an unusual conversation.  Usually talking for several
hours, this conversation only lasted a few short moments.  All that he told her
was "Meet me at the bottom of your lane in ten minutes," and then he hung up.
What was he up to she wondered.  Quickly she slipped a cotton dress over her
body and pulled her long, silky blonde hair back into a bow.  Within ten minute
s, she found him waiting at the bottom of her lane.  As she jumped into his
jeep, she began to question him, but he gave no answers.

They drove for hours until they reach a cabin in the woods.  She could not
speak a word, for as she began to talk, Chris picked her up and carried her
into the cabin.  He swung the door open.

The atsmosphere was exciting.  Soft candlelight and soothing music playing gree
ted them at the door.  It was bare inside.  Not a piece of furniture in sight.
The only thing that she noticed was a bare skin rug buy the fireplace with a
picnic basket filled with wine, cheese, grapes and strawberries.  He carried
her to the rug and embraced her for several minutes.  Mindy found herself
speechless.  As he embraced her, he began to kiss her beginning at her soft and
warm neck and moving to her round lips.  The passion between them grew as they
continued to carass each other so gently.  Then as quickly as the flames betwee
n them grew, Chris pulled her away from the fire.

They walked out the back door of the cabin to an opening in the woods.  The gra
ss was so soft on her bare feet.  Then she spotted it....it was the most beauti
ful thing that she had ever seen.  The ballon was blue with silver and white.
The basket was all white.  He lifted her up into the basket rubbing her thighs
so gently while easing her into it.  The excitment was building within her.

Once in the air, the two of them could not help but to feel the passion.  Just
as they were high in the air physically, they found each other high on the mome
nt.  He could not refuse her charms.  As they began drifting in the blue skies
above, he found himself fondling her warm full breast.  Her soft moans could be
hear gently over the sounds of the ballon.  She had never felt like this before
Her body screamed for him.  She began to squirm with joy as he reach his hands
up her cotton dress.  The thought of her not wearing panties was overwhelming.
As she rub her hands against his penis she realized that this was it.  There wa
s no way that they were going to control themselves.  During the past weeks, as
 they were getting to know each other, they had talked about sex and how it
would effect their relationship.  They even went so far as being tested.  Now t
he time was here.  Miles and miles above the earth was the perfect setting for
that was how she felt.  Her juices were flowing and he was throbbing.  They
could no longer control their feelings.  We the ballon landed, they continued
the nightlong of lovemaking and excitment on the rug in front of the fire.  For
them the relationship had just begun.  From that point on they knew that life
for the two of them had only started and that they would always re-live
the hours of them in the ballon flying over the woods and the fields that they
were soon to call home.




Lisa Marie Dibert.............Applying for membership to the RFA.
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