There were some amazing post in the last two weeks! The best part is always that they have totally different ideas about Romance – proving that you shouldn’t hold back your passion in Romance. Read this post and all the posts below, and get in the spirit of Romantic Monday. Maybe you’ll be inspired? To write or… to perform…
If you want to participate today, here’s what you do: Write a blog post that celebrates Romance! Your post can be a poem, a photo collage, a video, a fictional story, a story about that special someone, an anniversary or date you had, a lament for a lost love, or some combination of these – it can even be sexy, erotic, dark or Gorean. The only rule is that it has to be Romantic! Leave a comment with a link to your romantic post, and I’ll link to it at the bottom of this post, and perhaps everyone will link to them. Be sure to use Romantic Monday as a tag. We’ll make Romance last!
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He showed up at her door with flowers, candles, champagne, perfume – the whole Impressive First Date Kit. He was nervous, because he had anticipated this day for many weeks, and wanted everything to be just right. It was all he could do not to let the anxiety wash over him from the memory of how long he had worked up the nerve to ask her out. Patiently discovering her likes and loves, and actually listening to her. Asking other people about her. Not stalking her, but simply… being where she was. It was a lot of work, and he hoped it would pay off tonight with a second date.
He knocked as he had practiced, just hard enough to be serious, but not annoyingly so, and not so soft that he had to repeat it. And then he waited. Thirty seconds later, the door opened, and he was already smiling. She was even more beautiful tonight than the image of her he had burned in his mind. And he burned a new image as he showed her what he had brought. With each new thing, she was delighted over again, astonished that he somehow knew her, knew what she liked. She couldn’t stop smiling. He couldn’t stop smiling. She invited him inside.
They talked for a while as she put the flowers in some water and the champagne in the refrigerator to chill. She held the perfume to him, inviting him to spray her, trusting that she would like the scent and that he would put on just the right amount. He did just that, causing them both to smile yet again. He set down the bottle and took her hand, and after staring into her eyes, they left.
He opened the door for her and helped her get in, and she returned the favor by unlocking his door. He got in and started the car, and suddenly her favorite song started playing. That earned him a quick peck on the cheek. He smiled and drove them to her favorite restaurant, where he had reserved a table weeks before, a table in a secluded little alcove of the restaurant. The service was impeccable, and absolutely nothing was wrong. He did not presume to order for her, but he still knew what she would order for herself, and told her so. He ordered a bottle of her favorite kind of wine, a pinot grigio, and despite her unfamiliarity with the label, she loved it. She was charmed by him – he had obviously prepared for this night, and she did indeed feel very special.
They attended a play with just the right ambiance and style – a romance – and the experience was uplifting and tranquil. She didn’t usually attend plays, but he knew she would like this one because it was based on one of her favorite books. He felt excited and happy to be with her. During intermission, she surprised him by ordering him a drink that he had never tried but absolutely loved. And it was his turn to feel special, because she had learned a few things about him in the past few weeks as well. They went to a bookstore after the play, and she bought him a book that she knew he would like.
It was time to take her home, but not time for the end, because they still had the champagne and candles. He opened the champagne while she lit the candles, and they met at the dining room table where he handed her a glass. They talked about a great many things, growing closer and closer, and loosening their inhibitions a little more with each spoken word. It got to that golden moment where he would have to leave or she would have to ask him to stay. But these simple choices would not do for them – they found a third way, and with a silent and sensuous kiss, they led each other to the bedroom. They stripped each other, and made sweet sensuous love for as long as they could stand it. It was truly the perfect ending to a perfect date. Everything fell into place, the stars were aligned, the gods smiled, and many other things besides.
The next morning he kissed her passionately before coffee, and with one last parting kiss he got in his car to leave. He played with his wedding band, and thought about his wife, who had been on vacation and was coming back that day. As he drove away, he didn’t notice the other car pulling into the driveway. It was her husband, back from a business trip.