SheDevil

It’s amazing how it turns out that some of the best moments in life come from the most unlikely situations. Moments that end up being timeless memories never to be forgotten. Yesterday was one of those times for me. Trish and I were on our way to the airport to fly to Connecticut to visit my mom and dad over the weekend. She’d taken an old back road which was sort of a shortcut to avoid going through town and having to deal with all the traffic and stop lights and whatever. It was a gorgeous day and the fall colors on the trees along the road side looked like something from a magazine in some areas.

I sat gazing out the window at the landscape as it rolled by and listening to her CD “Greatest hits of the 80’s & 90’s” as the song “our lips are sealed” by the go go’s played and suddenly Trish said, “Something’s wrong!” and the car began to lose power as if it were out of gas. I turned off the music as she coasted to the side of the road and tried to restart the engine, but it was no use, the engine would turn over and over but would not start!

The fuel gauge indicated that the tank was almost full which I already knew it was because I filled up the day before when I drove it to work. So, there we were; sitting on the side of the road and in that particular area, my cell phone would not work. I usually panic in situations like this, and I know I would have if I was alone, but Trish was with me and I’ve always felt safe with her. However, its times like this when I get angry and I started blaming her for taking the shortcut in the first place instead of just driving through town. I mean, it wasn’t that much of a shortcut anyway, and if she’d have left earlier as I suggested, we probably wouldn’t be in this mess!

She didn’t say anything and just popped the hood release and got out and raised the hood. There wasn’t any steam or fluid leaking from the car and I don’t know the first thing about automobiles except that if it has air in the tires and gas in the tank, it should go. Trish knew quite a bit about cars because her dad used to build muscle cars as a hobby and she was always right in the middle of it. Anyway, there was a smell of hot plastic and she found where it was coming from and said, “The fuel pump relay is burnt; I could probably by pass it, but if the fuel pump is bad it won’t do any good.”

At that moment and for some reason, I was no longer angry. I just looked at her as she stood with her hands on her hips and the light breeze was blowing her long pretty hair and it reminded me of the time we walked in the park together shortly after we’d first met. I noticed that her looks really haven’t changed much over the years. And when she looked at me I actually felt those butterflies that I felt the first time we kissed. Almost involuntarily I calmly said to her, “Well, looks like we’re walking home aren’t we?” She got sort of a look of confusion on her face and said, “Eh…yeah, I guess so…why are you looking at me like that?”

At that point I felt this big bubble of laughter building up inside that I just had to let go (which I did) and I hugged her tight and said, “Its ok, I really didn’t want to go moms this weekend anyway.” And with that, we locked the car and started on our way. Three miles may not sound like much, but when you walk every step of it, it sure seems more like ten miles. We started walking at 6:50am and finally got home at 9:15am. We weren’t dressed for running and it was such a beautiful day that we just took our time and talked and held hands and even shared our deepest childhood secrets!

We learned so much about each other in that short time than we had over the five years we’ve been together. It made me love her even more just hearing the little things she did as a child that she’s never told anyone else about. The sneaky little things she and her little girlfriend did and almost getting caught, the birthday parties and gifts they shared, all the way up till the day the girls father announced that they were moving back to Germany.

It was obviously devastating to her; I could even hear it in her voice when she told me. And then the loss of both her parents a week after her 18th birthday by a drunk driver! I’m not sure I could have handled such devastation. Our bond grew even stronger yesterday. And I must say that last night our love making was even hotter and more passionate and loving than ever!

I can safely say that in my entire relationship with Brad I never once experienced orgasms so intense and multiple than Trish and I share together. She is truly the one for me.

Well, I just wanted to share this wonderful experience I had yesterday with everyone. It was honestly much better than what I have put into words here, and I hope I’ve included enough detail to give you an idea of just how great it was.

Thanks for reading all of this

Amber.

SabrinaFair

That's a beautiful story, darling. Thank you for sharing--it made me feel rather hopeful about someday finding, as my friend X puts it, "love as soft an easy chair."

I know what you mean about special moments that you never expected--the ones that end up on the "Greatest Hits" collection of your life.

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it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy."
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little_tippler

I've had a handful of those. Lucky you...they are wonderful because they are unexpected!

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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.

Fernando Pessoa, 1918

genuinegirly

How did I miss this thread?
What a breathtaking account. Long walks are good for the soul. I'm glad you two enjoyed the sunshine and the memories.

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savmesom11

You truly made my heart sigh! Thank you for letting us take the walk with you