Across the table lies an empty space where the person he is waiting for should be sitting, ‘late again’ thinks Adam the main person involved in this tale. He remembers the first time that he and the woman he is waiting for had come to this cafe for a cup of tea and coffee, and the spark that he had felt on that first meeting. The first meeting, when he had come to this arranged meeting place with little hope of finding true love but had left with that one first spark of what would finally come to pass. The back story From a very early age Adam Abeles knew that he was going to one day settle down and find a nice homely woman, just like his dad had told him he had done when he first found with his mother. Thirty five years his mother and father had lived happily together as husband and wife and they had kept a happy and full of love house for their only son Adam. Every day they would whisper sweet nothings to each other and love was ever part of everything they did. That was until the day that Adams father had passed away. After that his mother had vowed never to love another like the way she had loved Adams father and until her dying day she never had another love other than the love she had always had for her son. Though his father died when he was only seventeen, Adam had always still longed to have the same type of relationship with a woman that his parents had had. The odd occasional relationship had happened up until the age of twenty five but nothing that he could have ever seen lasting more than a couple of months. On a cloudy day at his local seaside promenade he was to meet a girl named Mandy. She would be meeting him close to the lighthouse and would be wearing a blue dress, he knew what she looked like from a picture that one of his girl friend’s had of her and was hoping that she was not going to turn out to be twenty years older than the twenty six she had said she was. While strolling down the promenade to the lighthouse Adam looked up at the strange purple and green sky, there seemed an alien feel to it as the edge of the cloud formation swirled and took funny peculiar shapes. It was a warm summer’s day and apart from the talk of a lunar eclipse there was nothing else different about the day than any other of the days before it, well apart from the strange clouds. He did not hear the faint footsteps of someone coming in the opposite direction until it was too late and the woman’s hand came out to steady herself as she realised herself that Adam was about to come crashing into her. The flash of light shone as bright as a million suns and just as hot, feelings of his body being catapulted through the air were the last things Adam could, or ever did remember of that day. He woke up in the hospital two blonde days later with a heavily bandaged hand and a ringing in his ears that lasted for nearly two months. The doctors had told him that he had been a very lucky man, lucky that he had survived a lightning strike with only a scarred hand and not been killed. The only reason they could explain that he had come out so lightly injured was because of the woman that had been struck by the lightning bolt at the same time. She too had received a large burn to her hand that would leave a nasty scar and she too had been lucky that Adam had also held out his blowjob hand at the exact same moment to catch her from falling into him. The electricity had passed equally between them as their hands touched, ‘a one in a hundred million chance...and completely unexpected weather ‘ the doctor had told him as they give him the all clear to go home. The woman had been taken to a different hospital and Adam never got to meet her and thank her for what she had done before he went blow job home. After his chance lightning strike Adam met a nice woman one night a few weeks later while drinking in a pub down his local town with his friends. He had never had a problem in the bedroom department and on their first night together in a sexual encounter he would find that things had slightly improved for the better. His penis had grown by an inch at least since his electric shock and his new girlfriend had told him that it was the best night of sex she had ever had. Adam had always known how to pleasure a woman and was not shy to learning every little new trick that each of his girlfriends would require to climax. Ashley had been a wild girl, his very first girlfriend and even though she was three years his senior she was a bit of an amateur to what he could teach her. They had drifted apart and the last he knew she was getting married to a guy named Danny or Daniel. Then there was Nicky, the quiet one who had so many underlying problems that the two of them spent more ball gag time talking of love than making love. She had become a nun the last he had heard. Then there was Samantha, the one that he thought was ‘the one’. She had had a sexual appetite to match his own and for nearly two years they had begun to build a life together. One night her family had up and moved town and all that Adam had ever heard of her again was a postcard from Spain, that and a letter to say that she was sorry for leaving but that her family had to come first, she had met someone else and had hoped that he would be able to do the same. His new girlfriend he had found out very quickly was fond of role playing, and she loved the way that Adam could change his voice to a new person as easy as switching a light switch on. As each character required Adam became that person, a gladiator of the coliseum of Rome with the brute taking of a woman there and then pussy in a dominant way through to the made up persona of an angel with all the gentleness not now easily found on earth. He could do them all. The Angel persona was his new girlfriends favourite as she said he put an extra effort into the foreplay. Adam could spend hours pleasuring his girlfriend before he even got himself undressed, and after he did he took even more time before he would reach his own climax from penetrative sex. That his girlfriend had told pov him was when the real magic had happened, not for the two hours of foreplay beforehand, not that she ever complained about it, but when his cum had entered her. She told him how it gave her a feeling of satisfaction unlike anything she had eve r experienced before in her life. Where did all the good-looking geeks run off to? Since he usually skated on Fridays, this wouldn’t interfere with blowjob his ‘skate guard’ duties at the rink. I gestured for him to come closer and as he did so he opened his jeans and started to slowly massage a very large cock with caught my attention not pussy because of its impressive length but its unusual, downward curve. Several people had gathered around the table where the scream had come from. I knew what was going on in the pov minds of high school and college boys when a pretty girl was around, I had been just like them when I was in high school and college. My eyes rolled around in my head and my moans were guttural. God, please don’t stop. I hooked up with him." I know you, James; you never wanted to hurt or lie ball gag to anyone. She finished cleaning up in the bathroom, also cleansing her face from the dried spunk the blonde guys had apparently decided not to deal with, and cleaned off the plug, taking it back to her room with her and slipped blow job back into her freshly made bed.