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Just a quick note dear,

posted 7/10/2007 10:25:06 PM |
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Good evening beautiful,

You’re welcome, wasn’t that easy. I’m sitting here writing and wondering all sorts of things about you and how you will react to this fantasy. It’s never real unless you want it to be and probably lets you in to my kinky side that you find so fascinating.

Trust and pleasure: The two things that make intimacy so compelling.

Pleasure, is the wide and infinite result if intimacy- from holding hands and sharing time together, the soft sweet kisses, enjoyed once the evening has become quiet, the lusty passions you take during the heat of sensational sex, when our bodies writhe and entangle in the joy of original sin.

Trust is knowing that I have your every need considered and your pleasure at the forefront of my mind. Some times the edge of trust is surrendering your self completely to accept the pleasure offered and luxuriate in the moment.

I have hinted to you all day that this night was going to be special and been just evasive enough to thrill you with anticipation. The day passes as the sun sets, and you find your self standing in front of the hotel room door, the key I sent you nervously set in your hand. You slide it in to the door and are met with the golden glow of candles surrounding the room. The bed stark, giving you no clue what awaits, the room comfortably warm. I stand next to my suitcase, in a tuxedo, amid the flickering flames. You leave your bag at the door as we kiss passionately, a delightful kiss that lets you know all is good as you toss your shoes away. Quickly, I have you remove your clothes and I carry you to the bed, laying you down in the center, and begin kissing you our lips dance together as my hands glide up and down your body, our finger entwining as I guide your hand to the edge of the bed.

The soft silk envelopes your wrist as I tie it firmly to the bed post giving you the release knot in your hand, I show you how to tug it and release it freeing yourself then I tie you down again. Kissing my way down your arms, across your chest, touching your lips with mine, as I take your other hand to the other corner of the bed and secure it firmly with the same kind of knot.

Your eyes are a little wider now, but your smile is still deliciously set on your face excited at what is going on, yet challenged by the unknown. I let my tongue trace my way down your body licking your nipples, hearing you gasp with pleasure, coursing past your navel and down one leg. Gently I pull you down the bed until you are stretched out yet not uncomfortably so, And move your leg to one corner of the bed letting the silk warm to your skin as it encircles your ankle the other tied to the fourth corner.

Slowly, I undress for you Jacket, neatly arrayed on the room chair, shirt and pants, shoes and socks, My erection strains at my underwear, released you eye it hungrily. I let you have a good long look at my body, as I get closer to you and reach for the nightstand. I straddle you letting you feel my hardness between your breasts as I bring the blindfold slowly over your eyes. Kissing you when it is in place to reassure you that all is well

All the weight comes off the bed as you hear me move to the other side. I kiss your palm and kiss along you arms, you hear music playing, gradually getting louder as the head phones slip over your ears. Nina Simone keeps you entertained as the world drifts by; the weight is off the bed.

Time passes. The air, warm on your skin is really the only sensation you can feel. Maybe a hint of a scented candle. Time passes …

Weight on the bed.

Warm moist soapy washcloths touch you, the scent of flowers gently fills your senses, slick, slidings of soapy hands and warm water caress your body, your nipples harden at the touch, your breasts cupped and washed and excited by the exchange of smooth hands and rough washcloth. All the way down your body. Warm water and soapy sensations activating your skin, fingers gently enticing your pussy with warm caresses and a warm washcloth. Then a large soft fluffy towel whisks away any traces water on your skin.

The weight leaves the bed. Time passes, Ella Fitzgerald plays in your ears, hiding the noise of the room... time passes…

Weight on the other side of the bed

You smell a slight scent of vanilla, as a drizzle of liquid strikes your chest trailing between your breasts, Strong hands begin to massage the oils deep into your flesh, relaxing tense muscles as they go, freeing the sensations in your skin, massaging away at your arms your chest, your breast, tongue flicking over your nipples each in turn as my hands work their way down your body massaging you. Your thighs and calves de-stressing your feet stroked and kneaded. Kisses over your mound and between your thighs

The weight leaves the bed, time passes, Billie Holliday echoes thru the headphones, time passes…

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Jul 10 @ 10:42PM  
Please continue. What happens next?

Jul 10 @ 10:56PM  
.......Talk about giving up control you are right, lost of trust needed there, but oh so need to keep going!

Jul 10 @ 11:00PM  
Yes it is a good story so far... waiting for more please!

Mar 28 @ 8:03PM  
mmmmmmmmmm I will take two please

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Just a quick note dear,