Up and down, twirling and pulling, tightly and loosely, and nearly laughing as you felt my whole body respond ... and as your amazement at how your own recklessness and daring were exciting you now, as you were beginning to understand how mine had on the boat ... as your own breathing became deeper and stronger.
For a moment you briefly thought back to a scuba diving class (and a scuba diving instructor) you had taken in Mexico while completing your masters. He had warned you that it was possible to become 'drunk' on too much oxygen, from over breathing, and now you thought you were finally starting to understand that idea.
As your own heat rose far faster than you expected you began to wonder just how far your body was going to drive you to take this simple tease you had started.
As you gained more and more influence over my body, I pulled my mouth away briefly to gasp for air myself, and then plunged my lips (and the tips of my teeth) into the left side of your neck. At the connection, you felt the sensation your hand was causing in me feed back in to your spine.
You tossed your head back and gripped at me tighter, pulling harder and with a bit more desperation and excitement (and wonder) at how much further you thought of taking this here, and if you could even stop yourself ... or wanted to.
Staggering slightly from my response, and nearly ready to let your silent laughter break free of your gasping mouth, your head lolled over on to your right shoulder ... and THAT is when you saw her.
A woman.
She'd just come around the corner of the aisle from further up near the main areas of the nearly empty store, and she had JUST stopped in her tracks.
From her prolonged, fixed gaze, it was clear to you that she 'saw' us, and equally clear that she saw what you were doing to me ... and what you were doing it to (since my coat seemed to have opened further and exposed me more).
As you saw the stillness in her eyes and felt my mouth clenching warmly on your neck, you realized ... I didn't have a clue that she was there!
In the last moment of that vision I only saw your eyes, far from where my body could have seen them. I saw them twinkle, and your eyebrows arch, and silently heard the mischievous laughter rising up out of your mildly sinful mind.
And then I woke, as hard and wet in my bed, as I had been in my dream. And I wondered, "What were you thinking about doing then? What would you have done? What do you think that woman looked like? And what would you have wanted to happen?"
So, since I promised to share my thoughts with you about any woman I found myself aroused around, I'm sending you this. A missive from my dreams.
Torment me a little more while we're still apart? Tell me how you'd respond to this, and maybe later ... I'll cover your eager hand in my warmth again.
