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Charlotte Webber, 26
Matt Polster, 29
::disclaimer::
all characters in this story are fictitous.
any resemblance to anyone in real life
is purely coincidental.
you have to read it from the bottom up
(this means from the first post to the most recent).
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Tuesday, December 13, 2005
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After dinner, Charlotte was washing the dishes up in Matt's very small kitchen. Matt came up to her and hugged her from the back as he kissed her gently on the neck.
"So... wanna go get new furniture with me? You could choose whatever you like and you can help me refurnish this place to suit your liking," Matt softly said as he nestled his face into the side of her neck.
"But it's your home. It should reflect you..." Charlotte replied, "But I'll be happy to help you get this place spruced up. You wouldn't want a great artist with a badly furnished house."
Matt snorted a laugh and stopped Charlotte from doing the dishes. He turned her around to face him and just stared into her eyes for a moment. Matt didn't know what was so appealing about her but she just made him feel so alive... so powerful and everything wonderful.
Charlotte was a little taken aback by Matt but she felt herself looking into his deep set eyes and realising that he was for real. She never believed she could feel this way about another man again but all the right emotions were there. She could feel herself being drawn to Matt... the way she used to get drawn to Dylan.
Then Matt brought his lips closer to Charlotte's and kissed her gently at first then slowly it started to get more intense as he felt her grip on him tightened. Everything just happened so quickly but it felt comfortable and easy. Matt didn't have to force anything as everything just fell into place.
"You're so beautiful," Matt cooed as they manouvered their way onto his bed as he gently lay Charlotte down. The sight of her looking so serene on his bed just have him this tingly sensation through his body. It was electic as Charlotte pulled him in for more kisses. Matt moved from her lips, to her neck... then slowly peeling her top off and kissing her petite body.
Charlotte giggled a little as it tickled but enjoyed every single thing Matt did. "Hey... come up here," she whispered as Matt's face resurfaced to meet hers.
"What's on your mind love?" Matt asked.
"Just wanted you to know we're gonna have to change this bed," Charlotte teased as Matt gave her a silly look and returned to kissing her. It was such a beautiful night and they were starting to fall in love.
***
The next morning, Charlotte awoke as the rays of the sun gently touched her face. She turned to see Matt soundly asleep beside her with the blanket wrapped around his waist. She looked at his perfectly sculpted body and wondered how he found the time to exercise and get those abs. She slowly placed her hands on his stomach and traced Matt's bosy to this face.
"Like the view?" Matt asked as he woke up to her touch. Charlotte rolled her eyes at him. To think he could make a joke out of everything and make her laugh too.
"Very much thank you," she retorted and turned away from him.
"Aww... don't be shy. You know you want me," Matt continued teasing as he cuddled her and started to kiss her shoulders and then her back. Charlotte blushed and turned back to face him.
"It's getting late and I have to get to work you know... and so do you Mr soon-to-be-famous artist," Charlotte replied.
Matt stopped kissing her and gave her his puppy dog eyes look, "Aww but the fun's bearly started. A little while more? Please?"
Charlotte groaned and then gave in to his plea, "Ok. I'm leaving in fifteen minutes." But in the end, it took them about three more hours.
and the story continues
on...