The Big O

I collapsed next to her on the bed, breathing hard, and looked over at her. She was on her back, her chest heaving, and she turned to look at me. I have found that when our love making is very intense that afterward she will look over at me, tilt her head down, then look up at me with her eyes and smile. She was doing that now and I had to smile back. Neither of us could really talk yet, so that coy smile of hers had to say it all.

As I looked at her, I noticed her lips were full and red, her cheeks flushed, and I realized then that unconsciously or not, women applied lipstick and blush to give themselves that ‘post orgasmic’ look, because it’s a sign that any man will react to. I looked down her body and noted her chest was all flushed pink, in fact, all her feminine parts were glowing. She tried to pull the sheet to cover herself, but I gently pulled it back down again, whispering she was too beautiful to hide from my eyes.

I reached over and put my hand on her lower belly, massaging her gently. She likes that afterwards, and sometimes will cry as I do it, tenderly pressing on her tight uterus, the gentle massage relaxing the spasm. After she caught her breath, she leaned in close, kissed my cheek and whispered things that would normally make us blush, but seemed perfectly suited to the intimate occasion. I looked at her and saw that she just seemed irresistibly sensual, her dark hair framing her flushed face and swollen red lips.

She sat up in bed, caught sight of herself in the mirror, and gasped.

“Oh honey, I’m a mess!”

“Baby no, you’re the prettiest I‘ve seen you.”

She reached for her hair brush, and I playfully hid it under my pillow. Her thick hair, usually meticulously brushed in layers, was all lush and wild.

“Honey, please, I have to brush it, I look terrible.”

It was then that I realized what was making her appear even more sensual that day. Her hair was just totally untamed, and I found it incredibly sexy.

“Baby no, please don’t brush it yet – you have.. .um… POST ORGASMIC HAIR!”