Wait for it

We have been waiting for it. Since long.

My manhood use to swell, by the very thought of it.

And one afternoon, we found the time. She walked me through the steps leading to an old vacant room.

I slowly latched the door from inside. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest. So was her breathlessness. She was standing behind me, almost panting.

I turned around and held both her hands, slowly lifting them up. Looking into her eyes, pressing my body on hers.