The Sun Rose over Cairo

by Dana Littlejohn

  “I guess what really happened was we just grew apart. That’s the only thing I can think of. We had different agendas and we were on two different paths from the start. I didn’t know it at the time and she didn’t want to do the work it takes to bridge the gaps.”

  “So, it was all her fault, huh?” she asked skeptically.

  “No, I’m not saying that at all. It’s never one persons fault when two people are involved in a relationship.”

  “So you believe a marriage is a 50/50 thing?”

  “Actually I think it’s more of a 100/100 thing. Each person should bring 100% into their marriage, not 50%.”

  She sat quietly eating for a while. “Hmm, you sound like you didn’t want the divorce, Jose.”

  “I didn’t.”

  “You didn’t?” she asked surprised.

  “No, I don’t think you get married to get divorced. It’s supposed to be until death do you part. I was willing to work on it, but she wanted out.”

  She nodded and pushed her plate back. “Do you still love her?” She reached for her glass and, not realizing it was empty, brought it to her lips.

  He chuckled at the look on her face when she realized it was empty and refilled it for her. “No, I don’t. I don’t think I have for a long time before she asked for the divorce.”

  She sipped her drink. “So, I guess that kind of makes you a little bitter toward the whole marriage thing, huh?”

  He shook his head. “Absolutely not, she hasn’t poisoned me toward getting married again; I still think it’s a beautiful thing. As long as it’s with the right person,” he added. “She obviously was the right person for me and I wasn‘t for her.”

  “I’ve been privy to a lot of divorces, some decent, most not and the one thing all those people have in common is none of them took their marriage vows seriously anymore.” She shrugged. “I don’t know, it’s kind of soured me a little to the whole idea.”

  “I still take it seriously and I think you just need some positive relationships to combat some of that negativity you were exposed to.”

  Their eyes met over the candle light in a hypnotic trance. The same feeling came over her when he held her as they danced that slow, sexy Latin beat. Something deep within the depths of those sultry green eyes called to her. She felt like she was falling, loosing herself within those sensual green pools. She tried to speak, but her mouth and her brain were momentarily disconnected and she felt herself leaning across to him…only the clank of the plates brought her back to reality making her aware of her surroundings, as the waitress came to remove the dishes. She chuckled to herself and shook her head.

  “So, Jose, are you always this charming or is this ploy to get into my panties?” she asked playfully.

  His blush was instant as he tried to laugh it away. “Charming? No, not at all, I’m just being me, but if you find that charming then I’ll take whatever extras come with it.”

  She chuckled again. “I don’t know, you might not want to get into my panties,” she said jokingly. “To push pass the coohie cob webs would be a hell of a work out, even for someone in as great a shape as you are.”

  Confusion settled on his handsome features as he absorbed what she said and then he burst in to fits of laughter. “I don’t think I’ve heard that particular metaphor for abstinence before.”

  She chuckled, nodding and picked up her glass again. “Well, I’m just speaking the truth, Jose.”

  “Well, I think we’re in the same boat, then, Cairo. It’s been a long time since I had sex, too, years, in fact.”

  She chuckled. “So I guess we’re both second time virgins, huh? It’ll be like starting all over again if we were to hook up.”

  “Yeah, I guess so.”

  They sat laughing together for a while. As their laughter eased they once again caught each others eye over the candle light. A whole conversation passed between them, without a single word spoken a loud. Jose was the first to break the heavy, sexually charged silence.

  “Check, please!”

  Cairo drove back to her house in record time and Jose pulled up right behind her. She frantically opened the door as she and Jose tripped over each others, feet kissing and pawing each other. Kicking her slippers out of the way as she guided him backwards to the couch where she fell over the arm pulling him on top of her.

  “Wait, Cairo. Do you think we’re moving to fast?”

  His words pulled her from her lust filled haze. “What?”

  “Well, I just don’t want you to feel like I’m rushing you.”

  “Rushed? Oh, no, I’m fine. I don’t feel rushed at all. Do you feel rushed?”

  He found it difficult to back up while lying over the arm of the chair on top of her and leaned on the back of the couch for support. “Well, no, not at all.”

  She leaned on her elbows. “Ok, so, we’re two consenting adults, right?”

  He shook his head.

  “I want to.” She moved his arm so he fell slowly back on top of her. “And I can tell you want to, too,” she said with a sly grin.

  He nodded rigorously as his blush deepened. “I do.”

  “Do you want to leave?”

  “What? No, no, I don’t want to leave.”

  She smiled. “Good, then let’s continue.”

  She pulled his face to hers and kissed him. He returned it with uninhibited, primal passion. His kisses were insistent, strong and erotic.

  “What is happening to me?” She was being drawn in again and this time she couldn’t blame it on those intense green bedroom eyes of his. “I’ve been kissed before, but it never felt like this. Am I that much out of practice?”

  He was drugging her with his kisses. She felt dizzy and light headed. She could feel him touching her. His hands seemed to be everywhere at once and everywhere he touched burned to the touch. His touch was searing her right through her clothes.

  His full lips were soft and sensual on her skin as he tasted all the exposed flesh he could find. Pressed against her the thin material of her now wet panties was his rock hard erection. Oh, yes, he wanted her as much maybe more than she wanted him. Her need for him was overwhelming and it over rode her better judgment.

  This isn’t me. I’ve never acted like this. Who is this guy? What was he doing to me? How long had it really been since a man has held like this…kissed her like this? Two, three years?

  The questions slammed into her brain only to be lost in the haze of pleasure that was upon her. She reveled in it, sucking it into her life force, pulling him closer to her as he grinded against her sensitive clit sending that feel good feeling all over her body. She thought he would rip through her panties like it was her hymen and join his body with hers, bringing them the pleasure they both have been longing for.

  That stupid vibrator doesn’t even come close to this.

  She moaned out loud. His grinding was so insistent and felt so good she thought she’d come any moment from it alone, but she wanted to feel him inside her. It had been way too long and there was no turning back now. She forced her brain into coherent thought.

  “Jose, baby, as good as this all feels, I, I think maybe my bedroom would be safer. I’d hate for us to hit the floor at an inopportune moment.”

  He almost sounded disappointed. “But, but, do we have to? Can’t we stay here a little longer?”

  “I’d really like to be in my bed when we do this. We’ll have much more room to work with and besides, I want to see you,” she added with a sly grin and slid her hands over his back, pressing him against her.

  His head fell back has he moaned his pleasure.

  She grinded herself against his hardness and smiled. “I want to see all of you.”

  “Mmm…” He began moving with her and she almost fell into that haze of pleasure he so easily brought her to again, but she pulled herself out with some great struggle.

  “Yes! Let’s go…now,” she said with a lustful growl. She stood bringing him with her and pulled him down the hall.


  In her room they stood by her bed where he slowly undressed her. Kneeling, he removed her shoes, taking the time to kiss both feet and each toe. Her breathing quickened as she watched him move up her body. His strong hands opened each button on her blouse and it fell opened exposing the black satin that encased her breasts and he let out a soft sigh.

  “I knew they would be beautiful. Everything about you is beautiful,” he whispered.

  She let out a sigh as his words and his hands moved over her. His fingers slid over the satiny material exciting her already sensitive nipples. Removing the protective satin he exposed the hardened pebbles and bent to take one in his mouth. Covering her nipple with his hot, wet, tongue he lapped on her with great delicacy and delight.

  She moaned her pleasure aloud and it spurred him on. He moved to the other side and lapped hungrily as his own desires started to rise. He could feel her weakening and her knees buckle and held her around her waist to keep her from falling. Reaching behind her, he removed her bra with the other hand. His teasing went on for what seemed like hours in her heightened sexual haze. He licked and suckled on each breast until they were ultra sensitive and achieved a whole new orgasm from it. It was blissful torture that she never experienced before. Finally, after her body experienced several small orgasms he had her mercy on her and slid one finger into her panties and rubbed her pleasure button and suckled her breast until she achieved the powerful orgasm her body craved.

  Her knees finally gave out and he lifted her onto the bed planting kisses all across her torso. As she lay trying to regain control of her breathing he removed her panties and then her skirt. Again he slid his finger over her now slick pearl of pleasure and between the lips his other body parts so desperately wanted to be between. He stroked her lovingly, touching lightly, licking his own lips at the thought of tasting her. Just as she began to come down off of the first orgasm he had just given her she started on another flight to ecstasy and he gave in to his urge and dived into the still wet center of core. He lapped at her drinking in her essence taking all she had to offer giving all he had to give and very soon she was over come by another wave of desire as the latest orgasm splashed over her body, one tidal wave after another leaving her spent and satisfied from head to toe.

  “That was, for lack of a better word, phenomenal,” she said went her voice returned.

  “Thank you,” he said softly.

  “You said it’s been years since you’ve done anything? Well, I sure wouldn’t have known if you didn’t say anything.”

  He let out a soft chuckle. “Well, when you’re not actually doing it you think a lot about what you’d do the next time you get the chance.”

  She chuckled weakly. “Well, time hasn’t diminished your skill that’s for sure. That really was incredible.”

  “I’m glad you enjoyed it.” He kissed her cheek and scooted to the edge of the bed.

  Cairo sprang up to a sitting position. “Did I say something wrong? Where are you going?”

  He turned to her surprised. “I was leaving. You don’t want me to leave?”

  “No, why would I want that after you just-- Do you want to leave?”

  “No, I don’t want to leave, but I’m supposed to leave after I’ve done all I could do to pleasure you and make you feel good.”

  “What? Supposed to? I’m confused, Jose. What are you talking about?”

  He sat back down with a sigh. “I don’t want to leave, Cairo, but I know that’s how it’s done, so I understand.”

  “Well, I’m glad you understand because I don’t understand anything you’re saying. How what’s done?”

  “Sex. That’s how sex is done between men and women. I wish it were different, but--”

  “Wait, wait,” she held up her hand, interrupting him. “What do you think happens?”

  He sighed again. “Well, as a man it’s my job to make sure you feel good. Once I’ve pleasured you several times, I leave. When I get home I take care of myself.”

  “Let me get this straight. Are saying you don’t want to have sex with me?”

  “No, I’m not saying that at all. I want to have sex with you so bad, but--”

  “But you have to go,” she said finishing his sentence for him. “Yes, I heard you.” She pulled the sheet with her moving to sit next to him. “So you want to stay, but you think you have to go, so you’ve come to terms with leaving? Does that about cover it?”

  He nodded.

  “And where did you get this idea from?”

  “My wife, she said that was how it was done.”

  She sputtered. “Ok, well, now we know she’s not a good source of information. What have your other lovers told you?”

  “I haven’t had any other lovers,” he almost whispered and immediately jumped to his feet and chuckled disbelievingly. “I can’t believe I just said that. I have to go before I make myself look even more pathetic. I‘ve made myself look like a fool long enough.”

  He headed for the door, but Cairo intercepted him, leaving her sheet behind.

  “Wait, Jose.” She stopped him at the door and raised his down cased face so his gaze met hers. “You’ve never had a lover? Are you a virgin?”

  He shook his head. “No, I was married for a long time, but I’ve only been with her and that’s how we did it.”

  “Like that?” she said pointing to the bed. “You never had sex with your wife? I mean, like, actual physical sex, intercourse?”

  “Yes, well, twice, when we first were married. She said since we weren’t having children no time soon intercourse wasn’t the only way to have sex. She said it was messy and she didn’t always orgasm that way. This way she always did.”

  “Yes, I’m sure she did, but what about you?”

  He shrugged and down cased his eyes again. “We just never got back to intercourse part.”

  “Damn, that’s the best part,” she mumbled under her breath then addressed him. “So you’ve never had an orgasm?”

  “Sure, when I, well, you know.”

  “I mean while you were with her?”

  He shook his negatively.

  “Oh, Jose, that‘s not how it‘s supposed to be. Let me show you how it‘s supposed to be.” She stepped closer raising his face again and kissed him.

  He returned her kiss and again his deep passion engulfed her. Lifting her, he quickly took her back to the bed and lay next to her. There he kissed her all over her body hungrily, stroking the fire he had blazing in her earlier. Returning to her face, he delicately brushed his lips over hers, kissing and nipping at them leaving her breathless and wanting more. As he looked into the fire burning behind her caramel brown eyes, she saw so many other emotions in his lustful gaze…yearning, shyness, innocence, fear…as he hesitantly whispered his request of her.

  “Show me how it’s supposed to be.”

  She nodded and he let her roll him over where she undressed him. Slowly she pulled his shirt over his head and took her time unbuttoning his pants and undoing his zipper. She had a feeling no one had ever done this for him before and didn’t want to cheat him of the experience by rushing things. She finished undressing him and stood at the bottom of the bed looking at his nakedness. He was Eros come to life, sensuality and raw passion radiated from his form. It was in his very aura. The most beautiful male body she‘d ever seen was in her bed. She moved back to where she was next to him for a closer look at him.

  Gingerly, she touched his chest, her fingers moving slowly over the light swirls of hair sprinkled across it. Her hand seemed to move on its own free will as it reached out to touch him, his chest, his nipples, his stomach. The hair continued down swirling over his wash board abs and she smiled as it jumped under her fingers. Out the corner of her eye she could see his stiffening member calling to her as it bounced up and down, sensing her nearness, longing to be touched. Her hand heard its cry and, still controlling itself, went to answer it. Hesitantly, she reached out to the inviting flesh and he jumped away from her. She looked up at
him confused.

  He swallowed loudly to wet his dry mouth and stared at the ceiling. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I wasn’t ready, hadn’t had time to brace myself.”

  She was still confused. “Brace yourself?”

  “Yes. I’m sorry; it’s been so long since I’ve been touched, you know, like that. I almost forgot to brace myself. I’m ready now, go ahead.”

  “Ready for what?”

  He turned his head to see her better. “Aren’t you going to pinch me or scratch me?”

  “What? You’re not serious are you?”

  The confused innocent look never left his face. “Well, my wife started out doing what you’re doing, but this is the part where the pinching, biting or scratching usually came in.”

  “Oh, my God,” she whispered under her breath. “Why would she do that to you?”

  “Doesn’t everyone do it like that?”

  “No, why would you believe that?”

  “Well, we were both virgins when we married and we just learned together.”

  Cairo shook her head in disbelief. “No, Jose, your ex-wife was wrong. Everyone doesn’t do it like that. I want you to forget everything she showed you, told you and I want you to trust me. I won’t hurt you. Can you do that? Can you trust me?”

  He nodded and she smiled then leaned over, touching his lips with a soft kiss. “I’m going to show you how it’s supposed to be and no pain is involved.”

  She turned her attentions back to his member that had returned to a state of rest now that the focus was taken off of him. Again her hand reached out to touch it, this time guided by her own will. Only for a second did he stiffen at her touch, but then he relaxed trusting her. With a little stroking, kneading and petting his member was restored to its former glory and impressive stature. Only when she saw his swollen tan head glistening with his excitement did she release him. He attempted to voice his disappointment, but before he could utter a word she straddled him, his narrow hips so she could feel his straining erection against her butt.

  She could feel the goose bumps rise and fall over his skin as she glided her hands over his chest looking into his face. Enjoying the look of shock and pleasure that played over his handsome features, she smiled to herself. The power she had over the body of this handsome man was exciting her even more. Normally she was a conservative lover, quiet and shy letting him set the pace, from what she remembered, but this man stirred things in her. She wanted to make him feel good, to pleasure him and she would get pleasure from that. She wanted to take this journey with him, teach him things, do things with him…do things to him.