The Torments Of Absence Part One

As contraries are known by contraries, so is the delight of presence best known by the torments of absence. ~Alcibiades

He does this thing sometimes in chat.  He'll express a directive as a negative when we both know it's really the end goal. 

Don't you dare ***.

He's said that to me on the phone as well, and it always makes my puss clench.  It's a clever rhetorical device, building desire through reverse psychology.  I know full well what he's doing, how he's manipulating me, even as my body responds.  My nipples get hard, my **** grows wetter, my breathing becomes ragged.  The man has a gift.

But there's more to my body than my sex.  There's heart.  I feel attached to him thanks to the countless hours he's spent playing with me, sharing some of himself.  His spirit, his sense of fun, his joy in living, his commitment to family and friends.  And when he's been busy, when it's been many hours between our contacts, I find myself yearning a bit.  Not an unbearable amount, but enough to notice.  It's only natural, I think, when something brings a person so much pleasure.  If that thing is absent, we miss it big time.  

Joni Mitchell's oft-quoted lyric comes to mind.
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone

Except I know what I've got without it going away.  I usually do.  I am one of those people who focuses on gratitude for the people in my life, on appreciation of the sweet things, knowing that they can be taken away in a heartbeat.  I try damned hard not to take anything for granted.  And it's how I've raised my children. 

I have a full life, a rich life, an interesting life.  And my new lover enhances it, just as men and women have done for others throughout the centuries.  Take Alcibiades, for example.  He wasn't just a character in Will's Timon of Athens and Paul Levinson's The Plot to Save Socrates.  He was a real historical figure.  A real horny one, apparently.  His wife tried to divorce him for fooling around with courtesans.  He was well trained in rhetoric, but lacked discipline, being quite the partier.  A brilliant general by most accounts, but unable to commit to one city-state or the other, bouncing back and forth from Athens to Sparta to Persia to Athens.  More of a strategist of treachery than sieges.  That's not really the sort of man I want, but there's little doubt he was a charmer.  And he had a few marvelously quotable gems from his various orations.

The man whom I want in my bed is the one who understands well Alcibiades' observation that  "As contraries are known by contraries, so is the delight of presence best known by the torments of absence."  He demonstrated it when he told me something in chat:

do not feel lost
milkynips milkynips
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Jan 22, 2013