Chemistry

I feel it too. When ever you are near, I tingle. When you stand close to me it is as if all of my nerves are standing on end. You once whispered a secret in my ear and if you only knew how wet it made me....your breath on my neck.

We were getting closer, spending so much time together everyday and sharing daily thoughts brought us to the egde of friendship and lovers. We stopped just short of where we both wanted to be.

The day we admitted it, I was on an adrenaline high. I left that day and came home, as the night passed...you were still on my mind. I took my shower thinking of you and lathered my body and shaved my skin so soft my hands just glid over it. When I was done, I climbed out and dried off. Climbing into my bed naked and alone, you were all I could think about.

My hands started to wander....my thighs, my belly, and within seconds, my hands were stroking my warm moist *****. I slid my fingers up and down my slit. Moisture dripped down to wet my fingertips.

I thought of your face, your eyes, your voice.

I was circling my swollen **** now, small circles at first, then as I got alittle hotter, I circled alittle bigger and with alittle more pressure. I was sliding my fingers over my outer folds and back to my ****.

All that was left was the thought of you , my fingers diving into my *****, and the sound of me moaning your name...

I started to thumb my ****....faster, thinking of your chest, your stong arms, how manly you were...

And I started to ***.

I shuddered and writhed, moaning louder and the sensations in my ***** were incredible. It felt like every nerve in my ***** just exploded.

I fell silent...still thinking of you. And I wondered....

Were you at home, thinking of me, fresh out of the shower with your hard **** in your hand...?