To Caress My Day

Seth had spent his lunch hour repeatedly watching his girlfriend’s music videos in his office at the Family Guy Studios, specifically Hide.

The first thing he saw when he clicked on the video was a red background with the familiar bottom half of his naked girlfriend on the screen. Her private area was covered by a red anthurium flower to hide her modesty. Unlike the background, the lady was filter in a black and white video effect. The beginning of the song sounded like sticks hitting against one another before Twig’s soft voice oozed out of speakers. He wasn’t able to decipher what she was saying because both of her hands that were proudly placed on her hips were slowly sliding down her to the red anthurium flower to teasingly caress the spathe of the plant. Seth’s eyes darken with lust until all of a sudden the clip replayed back over to her hands being on her hips again. His eyes narrowed into dark slits as he recalled his girlfriend telling him that he would have more interest in this particular video.

He shook his head. “She’s such a goddamn tease.”

The same clip replayed another time before another shot was brought up and had Seth’s eyes clouding up with lust again. The scene was of Twig’s upper half in a see through bra that did nothing to hide her nipples from view. Seth eagerly leaned over his desk to take it all in. Twigs still refused to pan up and show herself to the camera as she places her hands on her hips to juts her hip out. The scene replayed right back over again, making it seem like she was swaying her hips. The video consisted of those two clips playing over and over again. Seth didn’t seem to mind since he was now sporting a hard on beneath his desk. His fists were clenched at his side as she teasingly touch the flower as if to torture him. He knew what was hidden behind that flower, and he wanted nothing more than to rip the plant away and thrust himself inside her before feasting on her nipples through the mesh bra.

“Goddamn this woman!” Seth cursed just as the video finally came to an end. As much as he wanted to see the next video Ache, he had more important things to tend to in the bathroom. A few minutes later after he jerked off, he was back into his office and was pulling up the next video.

Ache consisted of an African American dancer in a face mask. His style of dance was a little unfamiliar to Seth, and the closest thing he could compare it to was someone having a seizure or a fit, he wasn’t sure. The more he watched, the more his focus aimed to listen to the words his girlfriend sang to him in her soft voice.

I'll come when you ask me
Fast train
Make my eyes blue
Your love
Make my night go boom
That's why I need you

In the end
To the beginning
You're suspending me up
With a feeling
From up here
I do surrender
In the trust that up high
Lie here together

I-I-I-I
Ache-ache
For
You-you-you-you
Ah-ah-ah-ah

I-I-I-I
Ache-ache
For
You-you-you-you
Ah-ah-ah-ah

I beg you to stay-ay-ay
I am lonely without
Your face-ay-ay
Your love
Made my heart go boom
So I might lose myself in you

And I fall
Into your breathing
I inhale all you speak
When I'm sleeping
In my rise I'll be giving
All the things that I hide
When I'm feeling you

I-I-I-I
Ache-ache
For
You-you-you-you
Ah-ah-ah-ah

I-I-I-I
Ache-ache
For
You-you-you-you
Ah-ah-ah-ah

Seth’s mind couldn’t help but make him believe that she was singing about him, and once again, he found himself with a hard on beneath his desk. “What the fuck? Damnit Tahliah!”

The woman can affect him like no other. Seth never had this many hard on from one woman before. All his relationship had been relatively the same except for this one. When he wasn’t around his girlfriend he felt empty, but when he was around her all he wanted to do was kiss her and tear her clothes off.

Seth had been in love before in the past with many beautiful woman so he was able to tell when those familiar feelings appear by how strongly he felt about them. Oddly enough, when comparing his feelings for Twigs to how he felt for those other women in the past, they didn’t have anything in the least bit in common. It had nothing to do with their different tastes in fashion or how much money they had to their name, but instead it was the intensity in how he loved them. His feelings for Twigs was something new, something much more intense than he’s ever felt for another woman. He wasn’t sure if it was love or not, because it seemed to outshine any kind of love he had ever endured in the past.

Could this be it for him? Could she be the one woman that he would finally make his wife someday, and start a family with?