The Business Suit

Allegra smiled up and me and said "That was really nice, stud. Now roll off of me so that I can get you up for another round."

Soon thereafter the goddess was sucking my cock while I played with her tits, and once I was rock hard again she mounted me and rode me like I was her entry in the Kentucky Derby of fucking.

The rest of the night was like a dream. It was so far better than any other sexual experience that I had ever had that it was in a different solar system. Eventually we fell asleep in each other's arms me with my mouth on a nipple and her with a hand on my scrotum.

I awoke with a start the next morning. The goddess had disappeared like the Phantom of the Opera. I felt better than I ever had before in my life, but also like my heart had been removed. I stumbled out of bed, did my business, and then slinked into my living room. On top of the beautiful painting Allegra had gifted me was a note.

"Dear Dalton:

I needed last night as much as I know that you wanted it. It was lovely to have a devoted admirer like you. I gave myself to you last night because you gave me the strength to get out of an abusive relationship, for which I will be forever grateful. Time and circumstance do not allow us to be together, but I will cherish the memory of last night until my last breath.

Love, Allegra Anatoli"

After her signature was a lipstick print kiss.

After reading the note a good dozen times I opened up the frame of the painting of Allegra and me at Le Petit Pearl, gently placed the note behind the painting, and closed up the frame.

*************

There is one problem with time and chance happening; for me there was a hole in my heart for months after the night of my life. It wasn't until I married and had kids of my own that I stopped longing for the woman who rocked a business suit like no other. But even now, years afterward, the memory of her sleek naked body vibrating under me will put a smile on my face no matter what the circumstances.

Sigh!