All his life he thought that he
would never find that special woman in his life. For years he had
been cursed with bad luck, unemployment, divorce and isolation
for so long. But that was before he met Beth. A woman of such
grace and beauty, like that which he had never seen before. He
was at the art museum when he first saw her, standing there,
admiring a work from Picasso. Even though that was not the type
of art that he was interested in, it wasn't the painting he was
staring at from across the room. It was her, a woman whose beauty
was greater than any work of art ever done. He knew that he
should go up and talk to her, to at least know her name. But
there was still the fear that she would think that he was a
stalker. Still, he couldn't ignore the yearning to know her, and
had to act on it. Even if it would lead nowhere, at least he
would know that he took the chance. Casually he made his way over
to her, while in his mind he tried to think of something to say.
Something that would start a conversation and not make him look
like a fool. When he reached her, he stood near her, the faint
scent of her perfume lingering in the air. Enticing him, making
him want her even more. Want this woman who he didn't know
painting, isn't it?" he said, looking at her briefly.
"If you think so, I
really am not into this type of art. I like the more contemporary
style myself." she said smiling as she looked at him.
"Me too. I can't
really understand this or the modern art that is out today." he
For a moment she
just stood there looking at him, so innocently. He knew that he
should say something, yet his mind became blank. The only thing
that he could hope for was for her to say something first.
"Can I ask you
something?" she said curiously. "I don't mean to offend you with
"No, it probably
won't. Go right ahead." he replied.
"What took you so
long to come over here and talk to me? I noticed you looking at
me the moment I came into this section. In a way I was hoping you
would." she said giggling slightly.
"You are forward
with whatever is on your mind." he said.
"Now a days you
have to be." she said and then hesitated for a moment. "So why
did you wait till this very moment to come and talk to
He had no idea what
to say to her but the truth. Which was that he wasn't sure how
she would react when he approached. When he told her that she
just laughed politely, as if it was a joke that wasn't that
funny. There was something about her that made it impossible for
him to take his eyes off of her. He smiled as he felt his face
burn with embarrassment, thinking that she would walk away,
calling him a fool. Yet she didn't.
"I can understand
that. But the think is, I already know who you are. I read your
books you wrote, especially the latest one, very impressive. You
are Mike Wallace, right?" she said.
"Yes I am. It looks
like you have me at a disadvantage. You know me, but I don't know
you." Mike replied.
"My name is Beth. I
must say I am so lucky to meet a talented writer like you. You
have such a way of pulling someone into a story." she
Mike wasn't sure
what to say about that, because he never really thought about is
writing style. He just did what came naturally. To hear Beth give
him the compliment though, brought up his self-esteem even
higher. While his heart pounded even harder as he continued to
look at her.
"So what do you
do?" he asked.
"I' m and artist. I
happen to have some of my work exhibited here. You want to see
it?" she asked.
"Of course I
would." he replied.
They walked through
the building and made their way into a room where only a couple
people were. She showed him a painting of a couple in the heat of
passion. Her legs wrapped around his as they embraced. Mike found
himself thinking how he wished that he could experience something
like that with Beth. The painting was perfect, done with such
detail and passion, beyond anything that he had ever seen before.
The more he looked at it though, the more that he thought of
"So what do you
think?" she asked.
You show such passion with it. I really like it." he said
She moved closer to
him, her hand touching his chest. For a moment Mike couldn't
think of anything to say, for he felt a sudden desire flowing
through his veins.
"What does it make
you think of when you look at it? Be honest now, I really want to
know." she whispered.
"It makes me want
to experience something like that with you." he said without
"I had a feeling
that you would say that. You were my inspiration for this
painting. When I read your books, I could feel the passion in it.
Do you really want to feel what that is like?" she said in a
soft, seductive voice.
"Of course, but
where could we go?" he asked.
Before she answered
him, their lips met in a tender embrace. His arms wrapped around
her, pulling her closer to him, her breasts crushed against his
chest. He didn't care about the people around them at that point,
all that he could think about was Beth. His hands moving up and
down her back, fingers feeling the soft silk fabric of her
blouse. He didn't want this moment to end, for the passion she
brought out in him now overpowered. Here head tilted back, as he
continued to hold her while he gazed into her heavenly
"Do you really want
me? Want to make love to me?" she whispered.
"More than anything
my darling. I have never felt anything this powerful with any
other woman before." he said as his fingers ran through her dark
She kissed him once
again, so passionate, as if what he had said was exactly what she
needed to hear. The only thing was, Mike was telling her what he
was feeling in his heart. She pulled away from him, her hand
holding his as she started to lead him out of the room. He had no
idea where she was taking him, but it really didn't matter, for
all that he wanted was to be with her. They made their way
through the few small crowds that they passed. It was obvious
that she knew exactly where she was taking him, and all that he
could do was to follow her. They made their way down a silent
hallway, to a door, that was blocked off with a sign saying there
was construction going on.
"Come on, in here.
There is something I want to show you." she said.
"But this part is
closed off to the public. It's probably locked anyway." he
"I have access
because I come in here to get inspired once in a while. So they
let me whenever I want to be alone." she said smiling.
Mike wasn't sure if
that was true or not. But he wasn't going to argue with her. If
there were a chance for them to be alone, he would do anything.
She turned and opened the door and then they walked inside. It
was a large empty room with only a couple painting that hung on
the walls. The silence was in the room was so strong that a pin
drop would sound like a thunder crash. They walked in front of a
large painting that practically covered the entire wall. It was
that of angels among the clouds, theirs faces seemed to look
right at us. We stood there for a brief moment, staring at it. He
could feel her hand touching his chest, her nails scratching his
flesh through the fabric of his shirt. And because of it, he
found himself becoming aroused by her. He turned to her, seeing
her looking at him with such passion burning in her eyes.
"This is the one
painting that I love the most. It's what I believe heaven really
is." she said as she moved closer to him. "Make love to me, right
They kissed again,
their lustful, hungry mouths upon each other, as their hands
moved over each other's bodies. Slowly undressing each other, as
their desire grew even stronger, to the point that they could not
ignore. Even though he worried about someone walking in on them,
but that seemed to intensify their desire even more. His lips
caressed the side of her neck, hearing her breathing heavier. His
hands touching her firm breasts, lightly pinching her hard
nipples, as her fingers ran through his short brown hair. Slowly
they lowered themselves onto the tiled floor, lying on her back.
His lips moving over her body, kissing and suckling the sweet
flesh of her body. Sucking upon her breast as his hand moved down
her stomach to her parted legs. Touching the gentle petals of her
flower, fingers stroking it as she started to wither under his
touch. She spokes words of love to him and he to her, as he
continued to caress her body. His head continuing to move down
her body, till finally he had his head between her legs. Tasting
the sweet nectar of her womanhood, her hips starting to move in
slow gyration as she begged him not to stop. He continued as she
requested, till finally she could not take it any longer and
begged for him to stop. He moved now back up her body and kissed
her again. Their naked flesh pressed against each other, kissing
her so deeply. Then she rolled him onto his back, as her lips
kissed him, moving down his body. Then she took him in her mouth,
her lips moving over his shaft, enticing him even more. The more
she done this, the deeper he fell into the passion that enveloped
them. He couldn't help but wonder if this was real or a dream. If
this was a dream, then he wished to never awaken again. And if it
was real, then let him never dream again.
She came up to his
face, her eyes sparkling with such excitement, that he had never
seen in any other woman's eyes. He kissed her, holding her close
to him. Then she pulled away, her breath heavy as she looked at
him with a serious expression on her face.
"I want you inside
me. Take my innocence, I give it to you with all my heart." she
"And in exchange
you will have my heart. For I could not love any other woman as
much as I love you this very moment." he said.
Slowly he rolled
her onto her back, then laid his body on top of hers. Taking his
manhood and gently entering into her womanhood. She gasped
suddenly when she felt his penetration, her arms wrapped around
his body as she begged him not to stop. Her legs wrapped around
his, forcing him deeper into her womb, as he continued to thrust
himself into her. Moving to the rhythm of their hearts as the
painted angels gazed down upon them happily. It was as if they
were making love within heaven, with the choir of angels singing
around them. The friction burning between them, so intense that
it melted their flesh as one. Two hearts beating as one. Till
finally he could not hold back any more, as he exploded and
drained his essence into her. After his was done, her climax
enveloped her, stiffening her body for a brief moment.
"Oh my love, I
never thought that this could be like this. You are so wonderful.
I love you so much." she said.
"And I love you
too. Without you I am only half a person, together you make me
whole. I love you my darling. Now and forever." he said.
They laid there for
a moment within each other's arms, as the painted angels gazed
down upon them. As if heaven itself was now looking down upon
them, smiling at the love which they now had found. Stronger than
that which anything could ever try to interfere with. Now at
last, Mike had found his angel, his muse, his Juliet…. his true