Matters Of The Heart

Nora Jaan & James Smith, November 11, 2014

     She was falling into a deep and delicious slumber as she looked at the ceiling uncontrollably saying "oh god" as she moaned, wondering if the sale at Mecca Cosmetics is still good. The crashing waves of unbearable pleasure finally wound down as Norah got up and saw James sitting there with a huge smile on his face as he lifted his dainty head from between her thighs to her face.

     Norah unwrapped her trembling long thighs, which were around James, and before reaching her face, he gently caressed the soft circles on her supple breasts with his soft lips. Her red flushed body shook and her bosom contracted back and forth. Then he went in to French kiss her candy scented lips. 

     Norah loved pulling James bed tousled hair as she kissed his aqua tasting lips. She felt his warm body as he brushed against her body and felt his blood rushing. His manhood was swelling right up towards her. She had experienced some orgasmic pleasure and had a puffy-feeling downtown and felt an urge in her to return the favor. 

     She kissed James on his collarbone. He felt a little scrape of her teeth across as she nibbled and kissed his neck. His hips moved as he guided her head lovingly to his manhood gently and slowly.  Norah sighed. Her tongue felt soft, yet energetically electrical, as his man hood grew bigger and courser in her mouth. She started to taste salty and almost alkaline 'ic' discharge. She removed her head and mouth from his manhood. She looks up at James who is silently moaning and went from shaking to still. He still is gently stroking her hair.  

     "Thank you Honey, you're amazing, I don't know where you learned to please like that," James said to her looking deep into her hazel brown eyes. Norah smiled as she looks into his aqua blue eyes as she whispered 

     "Oh you've carried me, I feel a soft relief through all of my limbs, you've lifted me to another place. I never want to go away."   

They held each other close. They cuddled together for a while as they talked about how warm and wet they felt, how much they loved each other, about their lives, about news, politics, their dreams, aspirations and how they couldn't believe they came to this point, it’s like they only met yesterday.

     "Goodbye James," Norah said as she left his Bright Orange Mazda, which lit up and beamed fluorescence in the dark. She had a headache from the heat, the mess and the lust of a good loving time. She was just getting into breathing again as she walked over to her cute, Green, Volkswagen styled Yaris. She always wanted a Volkswagen, she just couldn't afford one. She opens the door of her car and feels a pair of arms cuddling her tight. She turns around and it’s James. She hugs him back as he squeezes her bosom and he leans into kiss her as she’s sitting in the driver’s seat. She opens the car door window as she continues to kiss him then the corner of her eye realizes its 8:30pm. 

     “I love you young lass” says James. 

     “I love you too. I’m sad I got to go,” Norah says and she slowly indicates and drives away heading south from the Rosewood Oval kerb side parking. James simultaneously drives away heading north. 

     The fresh, minty night breeze blew through Norah’s open car window as she listened to God Only Knows on Smooth 95.3’s night radio. It made her feel efferent yet loved. “I may not always love you, but as long as there are stars above you, ahhh oh I love the Beach Boys” she sings as she reached her home. On the Boulevard, a fig tree lined avenue she drove straight through to number 10. It’s a cheery little yet solid two-storey townhouse. The automated garage door flipped forward like an open jaw as she parked her car and grabbing her Oroton bag, she glided as she walked to the front door and pressed the chiming clear glass square doorbell.     

     “I’m sorry. I’m late mum” she says. 

     “You’re 30 minutes LATE, where have you been with Kelly all this time? Go to your room!” says mum. Norah looks up to her mom’s round, slightly angered but caring face 

 “Sorry”, Norah says

She thinked about how much she resembles her but skinner and stormed to her room. She flicks on the light. She lies like a starfish on her new Sealy Postupedic bed lined with the nice Barney purple quilt and an oak metal, wooden framed bed head. As she tried to drift to sleep, she was looking out the open window at the midnight sky thinking of James as the stars shone and reflected against her orange walls, the bright neon green French bedside toyboy and matching bookshelf. She noticed her beaming Mac Book Pro snug on her messy yet organized Ikea French oak study table. She grabbed her black water thermos James gave to her saying “Baby, you’ve got a jilebi’ and gulped down the remaining water in there. She held it thinking of the day James gave it to her and the first few days they met when he was her creative arts tutor. Reminiscing about the bright Autumn April day of the 20th, when they first met. James with his witty colloquial language, ideas and take on life as well as his gentle, caring nature made her feel moved. She thought about the cutest first time she’d be hit on by him where he rhetorically answered without her asking that he’d love to date her and finds her so attractive and interesting. The time that he was a jerk to her to protect her from him by intentionally farting in the cinemas whilst watching “The Hobbit” and hitting on her friends through social media, trying to push her away. Then sending her a note saying sorry and that he was trying to protect her from him as she deserved much better than him. That made her love him more. The outings-, bowing, skydiving, dodge ball and lunches. The constant communication, conversations about their lives, what was happening in their worlds on Faceook/Whatsapp that followed and how she reached the point she did with him tonight. It made her realize how releasing all the pent up passion made her feel a sense of happy relief. She realized the clock was hitting 12 and had work the next morning. So she placed her cup next to her bed on the neon Toy Boy near the kaju cashew sweets, snuggled under her quilt, pulled her two pillows tight to her head and lying sideways crawled in and went to sleep.