Golden Bird

Sara closed her eyes and leaned back, floating as her senses came alive with the lovely tingling David's lips and tongue were creating as they worked their way across her collar bone. She had almost forgotten that glorious feeling of arousal, but her body had remembered and was responding to David's touch. Yes, the time was right, and she knew instinctively that he would be a kind, gentle lover.

Suddenly he drew back. Her eyes flew open, and she cocked an eyebrow quizzically.

He searched deep into her eyes. "I need to know that you're sure of what you want."

Sara smiled and took his face in her hands. "I'm sure I want you...and I'm sure you want me...is that what you need to hear?"

David nodded and took her in his arms. Being careful to place a pillow under her head, he lowered her to the floor and placed his lips back on the spot of her collar bone where he had left off.

Neither David nor Sara heard the screams of unsuspecting coeds being slashed, stabbed, and drilled to death by a heavy breathing masked man as the movie played on, forgotten, in the background. All their attention focused on each other as they took their time, luxuriating in the pleasure aroused with every caress. Finally they were naked, and their bodies clung together with mutual passion and desire. Slowly, ever so slowly, David entered Sara's body. She arched her back to meet his thrust, and they moved in the ancient rhythm of lovers; faster, and faster until, together, they exploded in wave after wave of fluttering ecstasy.

Afterwards they lay silently side by side, their bodies covered with perspiration that glistened in the flickering candlelight. Sara glanced over at David. His eyes were closed and there was a smile of contentment on his lips. She felt content, too, and happy they had made love. They were good for each other.

The video machine clicked as the tape came to the end and started to rewind. At the sudden noise, David's eyes flew open. He rolled over on his side, propped his head up with one hand, and gazed lovingly down at Sara. His free hand gently caressed her soft curves.

"Sara...I..." he started, but she stopped him by putting her finger to his lips.

"Ssssh. Don't say anything ... ," she whispered.

David thought he saw a flash of fear in her eyes and understood. She needed more time before hearing the words.

She smiled up at him. "We missed the movie."

"What do you mean? That was the best movie I've ever seen." He grinned lasciviously as he cupped her bare breast and felt the nipple harden at his touch. "In fact ...I was wondering if the other movie could possibly be as good."