Sammy and me

"Myo, shall we go out tonight?" Sammy told me while he was checking record books at work. It was Friday afternoon. Summer time. Midland is heart of British rural life. Everything is beautiful outside. People were enjoying fantastic weather.

I had no point to decline his suggestion. Of course. I liked him. He was from Egypt. At work, he was 3 yours senior than me. He was very kind with a big smile. We had been working together at a same place for 4 months, during which I had to take his supports several times for patient care. He also looked after me personally what I really enjoyed. He was very strong with manly face.

We agreed to meet at hospital main entrance at 6PM. Of course. I needed some time to change my clothes. To clean myself as well. I normally kept a spare top and skirt in my locker. I took these and went down to changing room. My god. I found myself. I was so excited. So I had to change my undies as well.

He put on a nice black shirt with lee cooper jeans. He looked quite fresh, showing he had a shower. We ordered cab. When we went to pub, we normally took taxi. You know we could not drive on drink. As it was Friday evening, over half of chairs had been already occupied. We chose a small table at the corner. He offered me to buy drink. No objection. He took Stella. I ordered Bacardi freezer with strawberry flavour. We talked randomly. We drank one after one. He had been a good listener all the time. But he had an special interest about my past time love story. For me, no need to keep these secret. I talked about my first affair with my teacher who took my virginity at the age of 16. I still had guilty feeling for it. He sighed deeply. He looked sad. He hold my hands gently, requesting I would stop as he was not able to listen anymore.

On our return way in the taxi, his hand was on my shoulder. My head was leaning against his right chest. I liked his body deodorant what I did not know the brand. I could feel his breath hitting my cheek. But it was not too long. We got back to our hospital accommodation. I must say I still wanted his sensational touch. So I asked him if he fancied a cup of coffee in my place. He came along with me saying thanks. Of course, it was what we normally saw about couples in the movies who wanted to go further after drink.

In my room, I put coffee and sugar into our mugs while waiting for boiling water. He was standing right behind me. At that point, he just hold my shoulders with his hands and kissed my neck gently. No. It was not a kiss. Just touching with his lips to my neck. But my whole body was shivering with excitement. I just turned backwards without any intention, touching our chests each other. He embraced me tightly. He started kissing my lips with a deep desire. I did response. His hands had been running on my back. I felt weak. He was very expert. He did undo my bra in a couple of seconds and began to rub my breasts. I did not refuse. But I tried to hide my face into his chest. He kissed my forehead, sides of my face and then my neck. And then he lifted my top. His nose had been rubbing my belly and my chest. Later, it stopped on my nipples. My god. I felt I was going to die under his kisses. He put my right nipple into his mouth, teasing with his tongue. He bit it gently. He did not leave my left breast alone. He had been squeezing it. At that point, I was no longer feeling shy. I was holding his head and guiding him as I wanted to.

To be continued... ( I have to go. Now my man arrived for dinner. )
Of course, this man is not Egyptian.