The following strays into M-rated territory, but I'm keeping the T rating for now. I'm hoping that the style of writing here is still believable as Harry's diary. I realise that he's opening up much more than one would expect, but I'm hoping the progression from work diary to personal one has been gradual enough to be believable. Hope you enjoy and please review. Cheers, S.C.
[5 June 2010]
Last night, we had sex for the first time and it was as wonderful as I'd always thought it would be. I've been sleeping in the spare room for the last few nights as Ruth is still going to bed early and I'm just not sleepy. But last night, after I'd closed the book I'd been reading and held her in my embrace, Ruth asked me why I wouldn't share her bed and it was clear to me that she was worried that something was wrong. I explained that I didn't want to wake her when I came to bed, but she said she was sure that I wouldn't, and in any case, she didn't care if I did. So I had to explain that I couldn't sleep beside her because being in bed with her was too arousing for me.
She was silent for several moments and then I felt her hand slide down and cup me as if to confirm my words. "We could do something about that, you know," she whispered. I thought about telling her that I was fine, but in all honesty, I really wanted her to do something about it. Desperately. Even a quick rub in the shower hadn't been helping much.
So instead I asked, "What would you suggest?" In answer, she slipped her right hand under the waistband of my trousers and trunks and ran her fingers over my length, murmuring her appreciation of my size before her hand closed round me and I was lost. It's been decades since the last time I was a selfish lover, and I have never been more tempted to be one again as I was in that moment. Somehow I found the strength to object, but she silenced me with a kiss before saying softly, "Please, Harry, let me do this for you. You've been so wonderful, have taken care of me so selflessly. Let me take care of you now." Her face was so earnest and full of love that I gave in right away, realising that she really wanted and needed to do this for me. She wanted to see me, so I pulled my clothes off and watched her as she pleasured me with her hand and I'm ashamed to say I didn't last very long.
Afterwards she tenderly cleaned me up with a tissue and I have never felt so loved before in my adult life as I did in that moment. I kissed her, pulling her close and slipping my hand under her pyjama top to caress her breasts. I kissed and stroked her all over, taking care to keep my weight off her still fragile body. Her tummy and navel are particularly sensitive, I discovered, as are her feet and toes. She tastes delicious and she is so exquisitely beautiful, especially when she comes. I don't think I will ever tire of loving her and giving her pleasure, nor will I ever get enough of her.