You're in your bedroom, getting ready for bed. As you climb between the cool sheets, I can tell what you're thinking. I know exactly what you are thinking. You are thinking of me. We've sent messages back & forth before, but we've never met...yet. You can't see me but I am here. Waiting in the shadows patiently. As you turn off the light, I watch you try to go to sleep. My heart is pounding wildly against my thin silk gown that flows over my nude form. I want you, I mouth to myself, as I watch you drift almost to sleep.
I long for you, for your touch, for your kiss. I make my move and go very slowly to your bed. You do not notice me.
Your breathing is even and slow. I nudge your bed gently, shaking it only enough to make you turn over to gaze at me with half-aware eyes.My hands move slowly over the roundness of my breasts, down to my firm, smooth stomach, then I caress my hips and thighs. As you watch me, you wonder, but for a moment, how I could have gotten in here, but you find you really don't care. I crawl gently next to you on your bed. I rest my fingers gently upon your lips, quelling any doubt, and I gaze into your questioning eyes and you realize what I want.
I move my fingers from your lips slowly to your neck and I bend to kiss you with my soft, full lips. Softly and gently I give my tongue to your mouth as you enclose me with your arms, and pull me towards you.
I can feel your wild heartbeats against my chest. I break the kiss as to slide my lips down to your neck so that I may lick and tug on the skin where I feel your rapid pulse. I caress your chest with my soft fingers, and then I use my nails to trace patterns from one nipple to your other, making you sigh quietly.