Mask Lovers pt1
I walk through the park woods alone. As couples walk past me, their faces are covered with masks. It has always been this way since the viral outbreak. Women would wear white face masks while the men would wear grey. Wearing this mask was a way for peace to return to the living, but in my opinion it has done nothing but made us feel alone.
I sit on a huge boulder and take out a book to read. I sense more couples walk past and couldn't help but feel envy. Because they were married they got to see each other's faces, unlike the rest of us who are single and alone. If we remove our masks in public we will be punished by the law. So, only if you have papers by marriage and papers signed by the law to live together can your face be shown to the other. Some try to secretly do it but get caught every time. In this world, I feel like an imprisoned being waiting for our freedom.
I read my erotic novel and sigh. The love, the lust, and passion made me envy the characters' love for one another. It was open and free with no consequences involving the law. Bump! I looked down and saw a male with tan skin and long brown hair tied into a ponytail. He was wearing a white skin-tight tank to showcase his broad arms and grey jogging pants that clung to his luscious thighs. He looks up at me and like usual because of the mask, I could not read his expression. Like everyone it is blank.
"Oh, sorry.". From his deep but soft tone, I could tell he meant no harm. I was about to speak when he pointed at my book. "I love that book. It's my favorite out of the whole series." he expresses. I know he couldn't tell but I was smiling underneath my mask.
"Yeah, it's my favorite as well. I just love how in this book they are away from their mean unsupported family and their love is now..."
"Free!" we both said. There was a pause between us and then we both started to laugh. He extends his hand.
"My name is Drake by the way." he introduces. I look at his hand and take a silent breath.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Cindy." I reply while shaking his hand. I could feel his strength through our one shake. I shiver from his grasp after he lets my hand go. He backs away from the rock. I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. I watch him reach into his pocket and pull out a small card. He hands it to me. I observed it and saw it was a movie ticket.
"I know we just met but I would hate for this ticket to go to waste. Since you're a fan of the Everlasting Love series, I thought it would be cool if you saw the new movie coming out from the book." he explains. I jump off the boulder with excitement and shock. I wanted to ask him how he got the tickets because it has been sold out for months. I look up at him and finally notice our height difference. He was hovering over me and his dense aura made my skin heat up. I wanted to go but should I really trust him?
"Thank you...but may I ask how you got these tickets?"
"One of my friends knew a 'guy' and he gave me two of his four tickets...Now come on, I know we are strangers but are you really going to turn down a once and lifetime movie? I promise even though we will be seated next to each other, I don't bite." he answers. I tap my waist and decide to accept the ticket.
"Cool, I see you tonight then!" he exclaimed while running off. I could tell from his tone that he was happy. I think about his body as he runs off. It was like a god compared to mine. My body was so average and plain. The only appealing part about me was my silky blonde hair. Some would reference it to the sun. My deep blue-green eyes would be appealing too but because of the mask they were invisible to the public. I think about Drake as I head home. Each thought made my private area go wet. I think of his mask and wonders what his face would look like. The mystery of it just made me hotter. I look at the ticket once more and smile.
"I want to see your face..." I whisper with an evil smirk.
***
The wind made my hair move side to side. I didn't want to overdo it for a movie, especially since it wasn't a date. But since these masks entered our lives, I have learned to literally 'dress to impress' as the new way of flirting. I entered the theater and like usual everyone looked the same. How would I find Drake? Sure, I had on a skin-tight black tank dress with knee-high converse, but there was no way he knew the shape of my body by heart. I sigh and wait over by door three for him. Different people walk past but none of them are him. I was about to walk into the theater room when I felt a huge hand on my shoulder.
I look up and see a familiar tan skinned man. He was wearing his hair down with a basic white shirt, grey vest and slacks. He was dressed like he just came from a meeting. "Drake?" I questioned.
"Cindy! I thought that was you because of your gorgeous blonde hair. Sorry I am late, my job ran over." he explains. I blush at his complement and nod.
"It's okay. Now let's enjoy the show." I replied while we both walked inside the theater room.
The movie was great, I think, I could hardly tell because me and Drake were talking through the whole movie. The only time we weren't talking was when the explicit sex scenes played. Each sex scene made my pussy tingle, so I couldn't help but cross my legs. I noticed when I did that motion, Drake was staring right at them. My cheeks go red. "Please don't let him know I'm wet!" I thought. We accidentally bumped arms and I could feel the heat emit from him. I quickly pull away and we resume our light conversation.
The movie ends and we walk out together laughing. We stand outside and as I was about to say 'goodbye', he stops me by the wrist. His grip was strong yet gentle. I look at him in the mask and he releases me. "Hey, I know we don't know each other that well but I just don't want this fun to end. I have a rare edition of the series that I think you will love...So, what do you say?" he asked. I think about his offer. He was right, I didn't know him that well, should I really trust him? Today has been okay, plus I do carry a pocket knife with me if he tries anything weird.
"Hey! Look out!" I quickly turn and see a teenager has lost control of his bike. I feel strong arms wrap around my waist. Drake pulls me into him and I could feel his rushing heartbeat. I look up at him and my heart steals. Even though his face was covered, it was like I could see past his mask.
"Thank you for saving me, and yes, I would like to see this rare edition book." I answered.
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