I Thought She Wanted To....To share all the pleasures of life together. Walk along the river, holding hands. Looking into each others eyes. Your lips beckon mine, so soft and sensuous. I can’t resist, as my hand in your hair, to the back of your neck, pulling you up to my lips. But… Just as you close your eyes, I place my finger tip on your waiting lips and whisper in your ear…. “I know you want me… but you have to catch me first.” As I run off, both of us laughing hysterically.
Playful is to pleasure as foreplay is to sex. To laugh, to enjoy, to feel that pang when we are apart, to feel, that feeling of heart pounding excitement when we return to each others waiting arms. It is said that foreplay begins in the mind. It is an art, and I am the artist that will paint your mind with irresistible desire.
All the pleasures of life await you. We can explore, experience, embrace, and stimulate each others every desire. Not in one way, but everyway. Not just one day, but everyday.
I write this just for you. Take my hand and let’s embark on this incredible journey together. You know…. Our hands fit just right.
Update: Well I totally misread the person I wrote this for, my apologies for your trouble.
ThatFeeling 51-55, M 10 Responses 5 Sep 4, 2011