Marko & Maria

As Marko was walking up the aged wood stairs to press the doorbell of his friends' house, he was thinking. What am I doing here? I should not be here. However, those thoughts left his head as fast as they enter it. He raised his tired arm, extended his finger, and pressed the old white doorbell.

"Come in," said a gentle voice from behind the door.

Marko opened the rusty screen door and positioned his hand on the doorknob. At that exact moment, he thought again. What am I doing here? I should not be here. However, other feelings got the best of him as he opened the pale green door. As he entered, Marko raised his head and saw the reason why he was there.

Sitting behind the computer screen, there she was, Maria. As Maria looked from behind her computer screen, with her piecing green eyes, she gazed at Marko with a look of pure animal lust. Maria was hoping that Marko did not see this passionate gaze, but what Maria did not realize was that Marko was giving the same look back. Marko and Maria's eyes meat for a second, the feeling, and passion has radiating through. Both had to turn their eyes away from each other very quickly since both of them started to blush.

"Hello," said Maria in a soft passionate tone, but her eyes where saying something completely different, they were telling the story of how the night would play out. First Marko would give her a sensual massage, second she would looking longingly into the equally passionate blue eyes and slowly go in for a very passionate kiss, third would evolve less clothing that either of them had on.

"Hello Maria. What have you been doing for the past three hours?" Marko asked while we were squatted down untying his shoes, not aware of the look that Maria was giving him.

Maria started to stand up and stroll from behind her computer desk while moving her hand to her face to do away with her glasses, since she knew that she would not need them on for long, and said, "Not much. I have been editing and re-editing a paper I have to write for school"

"Sounds like fun. What is the paper about?" Marko asked while standing back up and thinking. What am I doing here? I should not be here. Marko started to stroll towards Maria to give her a long overdue hug.

As Maria and Marko embraced, neither of them wanted to release each other. Marias' head has pressed up against Marko's chest; she was getting lost in the rhythm of Marko's heartbeat, while Marko placed his cheek on top of Maria's head. The embrace felt like it lasted for hours, but thirty seconds into the embraced that both wanted more than anything in the world, Maria's cell phone started ringing.

"You should answer that," Marko quietly said.

"I don't want to. I don't want to move yet." Maria said while squeezing Marko and burying her face into Marko's chest.

Marko lowered his lips to Maria's ear a whispered, "I know."

Maria withdrew her head form Marko's chest and turned to look directly into Marko's stunning blue eyes. As their eyes meet, Maria felt the blood rush to her face. She could not keep herself from looking at Marko's soft, kissable lips. Her heart started to pound faster and faster.

"You should answer your phone. It could be work calling you." Marko softly said to Maria.

"I don't care who is calling me. I am here with you. I don't want us to be interrupted. I know what you had to do to come over here." Maria said while release her grip in Marko.

As Maria ever so slowly backed away from Marko, she started to look up towards his eyes, but the first thing that she locked her gaze onto has his lips. She started to memorize every little grove on his upper and lower lips while thinking. If the eyes are the gateway to the soul, then lips are definitely the gateway to sensuality. 

She slowly took one-step back while not taking her eyes off Marko’s lips and asked, “Would you like something to drink?”

“Coffee if you any brewed, but if you don’t water will do.” He reluctantly released his grip on Maria as she started to turn and walk toward the kitchen. Marko did not know what to do next. What am I doing here? He turned and sat down on the couch behind him. 

Maria entered the kitchen with the grace of a ballerina. She gliding from the cabinet door to the refrigerator with two glasses, as she pulled open the refrigerator to grab the jug of water she was thinking. He’s here; he’s in my living room. She pours the water into the glasses. He is here! She places the jug of water on the counter. What does these mean? I have wanted this for a very long time. Maria grabs both glasses of water a slowly starts to walk back into the living room.

“All that I have is water,” Maria said.

“That works for me,” Marko replied while Maria placed the glass of water into his hand. “So how is school going?”

“It’s going well,” Maria replied as she sat next to Marko in the couch. “I only have one more year left and then I have a choice to make. Do I stay and look for a job and settle down or, do I go to Vermont for graduate school. What do you think?”

Marko did not know how to answer the question. He thought If I say that she should stay, she might look to deep into that. However, I tell her that she should go to Vermont she might look too much into that as well. Marko slowly took a slip of water and then answered, “The one that gives you the best opportunity.”

“So you think I should go?” Maria asked.

“That’s not what I am say Maria,” Marko turned and looked deep into her eyes. “You need to do what is best for you. If you want to continue school, then continue school. If you want to stay and find a job here, then find a job here.” However, he eyes were telling Maria a completely different answer. They were saying, quite loudly; don’t go, stay here with me. 

Without breaking eye contact with Marko, Maria placed her water on the side table and said, “Why don’t you tell the answer that you can’t say.”

Marko knew that Maria knew what his eyes were telling her. “I can’t Maria.” He turned his head, breaking eye contact with Maria, “You know why.”

“I know but, at this moment, I don’t care about that.” Maria sat up and took Marko’s glass out of his hand a placed it on the side table beside hers. She leaned in, looked into Marko’s, and said, “Marko, if that mattered right now then you wouldn’t be here with me now.”

“Maria,” Marko started to say, but Maria had a different plan. 

She leaned in a passionately kissed Marko before he could say another word. Maria started to run her hand slowly down Marko’s left arm, starting at his shoulder working her hand to his elbow, then down to his wrist. As Maria started to slowly feel all of Marko’s fingers, she brushed something that she forgot about. Marko’s wedding ring.

Why couldn’t this ring belong to me? Maria thought while she started to move her fingers back up Marko’s arm.

“Maria, I can’t do this.”

“Do what exactly?” Maria asked while looking longingly into Marko’s eyes.

“I can’t be with you Maria. I know how you feel about me, but I can’t Maria. I just can’t.”

Maria started to slowly back away from Marko. “If you know how I feel about you than why did you come over?”

“I don’t know.” Marko replied while looking down. “I guess. I guess I just needed to find out for myself.”

“Find out what Marko?”

“If the feelings where still there,” Marko said while taking a step backwards.

“Yes” Maria said sheepishly.

“Marko, I have always had feelings for you.”

“Then why didn’t you do anything about it.”

“I tired. I just.” Maria said while she started to blush. “I just couldn’t”

“Why”

“I don’t know. I didn’t want to ruin things between us.”

Mario started to take a couple of steps back while rubbing his forehead. “Maria, you had your chances to say something.”

“Really? When?”

“I don’t know Maria, maybe back in high school. Before I went to Europe, after I got back. The numerous weddings we did. The week before my wedding when we had lunch. You had your chances Maria.”

Maria put her head down, “I know I had my chances, but I just couldn’t do it. I. I. I.”

“Maria, why are you doing this now? You know I won’t leave Amelia.”

“I know that.”

“Then why? Why are you doing this? Why now?

“Marko.” Maria said while taking a deep breath in. “What you don’t understand is that I couldn’t do it until now. You always had this je ne sais quoi about you that I could not break through until now. You have always been in the forefront in everything that you do. Nevertheless, since being married you have come down from the mountaintop that I could never reach. You are at a place where I can reach you Marko. You had made it impossible for me to say what I have always wanted to say to you.”

Marko just stood there looking into Maria’s eyes. Locked on them, feeling shocked with what Maria was telling him.

Maria continued, “I know that the timing is not ideal, but I had no other choice. You gave me no other choice. I know that you love Amelia. I know that you are not going to leave her.” Maria takes a step towards Marko. “Marko, you are the only person that gets me. You are the only person that understands me. You get my joke. You make feel like alive when we are near each other.”

With a very somber tone in his voice, “Maria.”

Maria walked up to Marko; she could feel his warm breath against her face. She started to look at his lips and the same thought. If the eyes are the gateway to the soul, then lips are definitely the gateway to sensuality, while she kissed him.

TO BE CONTINUED…………………