It's been a long day and my mind is weary, but my body and spirit are willing and waiting for some sweet love. I kick my shoes off at the door, and my throw my suit jacket in the chair close to me, I numbly turn toward the kitchen and fix me a rum and coke, a little something to help me relax. I take the first sip, "Aaahhh that's good!"
On my way to my stereo I light a few candles, so I don't have to bother with turning off lights if I happen to dose off. I'm still thinking I could really use some tender loving care, because my shoulders are killing me. I push the play button on the CD player and my favorite CD of soft jazz is already in. Good I don't have to think, and this will do just fine.
I pad to my bedroom set my drink down and unzip my skirt, "Aaahhh... more relief!" and I pull my silk turtleneck off over my head and toss it on the bed with the skirt thinking I'll hang them up later. I take off my much too restricting bra and just let it drop where I am. I've had about enough of this thong too, and I yank them down to my ankles and kick them aside. Last but and my least favorite, these damned hose, off they come and I shoot the damned things across the room. Oh yes, finally naked and feeling much better, I decide to take a bath.
I run the water as hot as I can take it and pour in my favorite perfumed bath oil, the fragrance rises, and I inhale deeply letting it relax me further. I slip into the tub and almost immediately drift off to sleep. I immediately start dreaming, it's Mark, my sweet one, my lucius one, the one who ALWAYS fucks me well. Just the dream I needed, there's nothing like a good tumble in bed to end a stressful day. Our bodies are intertwined, a jumble of arms and legs is all I can see, wrapped around waists and necks. Aaahhh... yessss, my sweet young thing.
Suddenly I bolt awake. The damned doorbell is ringing. "Shit!" I say out loud to myself, "Just as my dream was getting good!"
"Hold on. " I yell from the bathroom, grab my lavender silk robe and my drink and run to the door still damp. I check the peephole... "Oh my God it's Mark!" Hey who says dreams don't come true! "Mark!" I exclaimed, "What a pleasant surprise! I was just thinking of you. How are you?" I give him a tender little kiss on the lips. "Come in and have a seat. Would you like something to drink?"
"No thanks, Hun, I'm ok. " He says as I take his hand and head for the couch. "Excuse me if I'm a little damp, you caught me in the tub. I've had a hard day and was just soaking a bit to take the edge off. So my sweet one, how was your day?", I asked him tenderly. He shrugs his shoulders and says, "Not too bad, just the same stuff on a different day. "
"Hell, that's better than stressful, although the day did pass rather quickly. "