Home Alone

“Mmmm” Rose made a sleepy sound trying to cuddle up to Lechien.
“Come on honey, wake up.”
“Mmmm… no… why? … I can’t… Everything… hurts me” she continued mumbling into the pillow. Lechien just smiled and answered ironically “Uhum… should have danced more yesterday”. She made en effort to open one eye to see if he was still angry about her last night’s performance. Thinking that he was not very pleased, she closed her eyes and puckered her forehead, trying to think clearly, what should she say. Nothing came to her mind but thoughts about pain in every single muscle in her body.
“Come on, is late, we have some things to do before my flight” said her husband, stroking her nose with his finger.
“Oh shit!” she suddenly got up with her eyes wide opened “I thought your leaving on Monday!”, she looked like a small, frightened meerkat and he felt some tenderness against this poor animal “Well, it’s after midnight, so it’ll be already Monday. And now it’s after 3 in the afternoon…”. Rose looked outside the window, sun was high above the city, it was a very nice day. She was trying to recall what time did they come home. Six? Seven o’clock? She was not sure. But felt bad about everything that has happened.
“I’m sorry honey. I’m so sorry for all this yesterday’s Hollywood” she looked at him, looking for a sign of understanding. In fact even she had problems to understand what happened with her at the party.
“You silly, there's nothing to apologize for” he touched her cheek with a smile. But she didn’t want to believe him.
“I’ll make some breakf… err.. a lunch maybe” she got up and marched to the kitchen with a face of a convict.

***

“Don’t you wanna drive this time, you art-bitch?” Lechien grinned at Rose, but she made a face of an offended little girl and went to the passenger’s seat. “No I don’t…”.
After half an hour of driving they stopped in front of SEVER 2 terminal of Prague’s airport Ruzyně. She got off the car with her head down. “I will miss you…”.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” – he stopped her and put her head up, catching her chin. “Hey! Are you crying? Darling…”, he took her into his arms “hush, we’re gonna see each other in one week”.
“You don’t even have a return ticket! Hon, I wanted everything to be so perfect, the dinner, everything… and this party…”
“Shhhh” he put his fingers on her lips and looked into her glassy eyes “everything is ok, right? As soon as we finished this project I’ll be here with you, hm?”. She nodded, but the sadness didn’t wear off. It was even worse, because she thought he was such a great husband and she was not as kind for him as she should. Now he is leaving her in this city alone, with a black cat and too much time to think.

***

“Please let me know when you arrive to Barcelona, ok?”
“Of course I will… but please, don’t be sad. And do not cry, for god’s sake misita, what is wrong? We were in different countries for months and now you cry for one week?” – he stroke her head as he noticed another tears in her eyes. They were together all the time, she has forgot how it is to be without him. And this feeling of doing something wrong…

***

Standing by the fence she watched the plane taking off into the dark sky. She felt like crying again, but got herself together and went to the car. She drove home slowly, without music.
At home, cat greet her with loud meowing. She took him into her arms and carry to the bedroom. Lied down on the bed and almost immediately fallen asleep, with her arm around the cat.
Next day at the office she was completely absent-minded.
“Hey baby! What happened to your red hair?”
“Whoa, our dancing queen!”
“Hey, in a miniskirt you looked much better!”
Everyone was smiling at her, but it was not funny for her anymore. She sat down in front of the computer, and write and write and write… She stayed till evening to finish some article for next day.
And again she went to the empty house (not counting the cat). She opened the window and sat on the window sill. It smelled so nice, with the grass, flowers and ground. Summer in the city. The cat scrambled up to her knees and fell asleep there. Rose was just looking at the city, darkening sky and the sunset. After forty minutes of doing nothing she gently put the cat down and went to take the shower.
It was nice after the whole, hot day. Lukewarm water make her feel more energetic and cleared her mind a bit. So she turned on the radio and even danced a little. She was thinking about Lechien all day and he finally wrote her a short message. He had lot to do, and was tired after the night flight. She looked at his photo on the shelf and sighed.
After reading for a while, room filled out with mosquitoes so she made some hunting, leaving dead flies on the walls. As she was forced to turn off the light, she decided to watch a movie. Her choice was “Forrest Gump”, the only one she felt like watching at that moment. It made her feel better. But it was already late so she just went to bed.

***

The wind was blowing gently trough the opened window, bringing the smell of flowers. It was a very hot night so she threw the quilt on the floor. Still she couldn’t sleep, just moving from one side to another. She tried to change the side of the bed and she found Lechien’s T-shirt. It smelled like him. She felt something like a pinprick in her belly. It’s just one day and she has already missed him so much. “What will be later?” she thought. With another sigh she put herself on the back, across the bed. Thinking about him was so nice… She smiled at the mere mention of the sex they had yesterday. A sudden heat came to her like a wave. It would be so nice to feel his tongue down there. She moved her hand from the belly down, to her pussy. Gently and slowly she touched the clitoris with her middle finger. Once again, slowly up and down.. the shiver came across her body. In her mind it was the hand of her lover, but this time she was the one doing any action, she had in control her fever. She moved her hand more down and put it inside her hiney. It was already wet. So again she moved the finger with the liquid on it, up to the love-bud. Moving it up and down, faster and faster, she bite her lower lip. For a while she was teasing one point, right under the clitty what made her feel a strange cold. Like all her pussy was filled with ice. It was a feeling on the borderline of pain and incredible pleasure…
Although she was not aware of it, she was moving her hips up and down, to the left and to the right. Making circles with her ass she dreamed that it’s Lechien’s tongue instead of her wet finger. “Mmmmm” she moaned at the thought that he is not there, to put his cock inside and relieve her. Oh, how she wanted to feel his body on hers. Suddenly an idea came to her mind. She almost jumped to the drawer next to bed and took out a purple vibrator. Vibrating friend, a gift from her husband. She lied down, again on her back, but with bowed legs. She turned on the vibrator and touched the clit with it. The feeling of a sudden pleasure made her laugh, and she couldn’t help rowing her muscles. Slowly she let the joy-toy in her pussy. Inch by inch till it was all inside, completely wet of her fluids. She turned on more vibrations and raised her ass a little. Took the vibrator out and in again, faster and faster. Moving her ass up and down, more and more wildly.
But the dildo didn’t imitate Lechien’s cock as it should. Nothing could compare with the feeling of having him inside. But she didn’t care much at that moment. She remember when they were playing with the vibrator together. She smiled for that thought again. With her other hand she started to touch her clit remembering him doing this, making small circles on it. She was breathing very fast. And moving her finger very fast too. It was wet so it was very easy to move it around the clitty. The vibrator was deep inside and all together made her a feeling of floating. She imagined Lechien’s naked body on hers, rubbing her tits, his impatient hands squeezing her ass. His warm tongue licking her crack from the clit to the arshole. She scratching his back in a wild lust, like that would help making him a part of her. She was like getting high. Sweaty because of the heat, the one inside her and the summer’s one, outside. Wet with her own fluids. She wanted more and she knew she was close to the final. She brought the joy-toy out and touched the clitty with its top. That was too much. Sudden spasm moved all the middle part of her body up and she screamed. The cat got frightened and run away of the room. Her mind was floating between calm waters of the sea while her uterus was still contracting, throwing out more fluids. Lechien got off her and lied next to her hot body. She would hold him tight laughing quietly into his ear. She would. If he was there not only in her mind. She waited few minutes to calm down, took her mobile and started to write…
“Uf…I was just playing with your gift, I mean my purple vibrator… With u it’s more funny. But u were in my mind so it was nice… Mrrrauu.. (S)weet dreams..”
She pushed “send” button and smiled.