Deep in the inner thoughts of every person there is a world of silent desires. A world hidden from those around us, existing as a universe within itself, where we can journey to without the inhibitions that reality has on us. Some refer to it as imagination, and others ridicule it as dementia. Whatever the name, it lives inside and can become as important and satisfying as any physical reality.
Each trek to this forbidden refuge is ever changing. It is never the same as the previous journey. Alterations as small as tiny details or as huge as the entire experience being different, make each fantasy mysterious and exciting. As these dream-like journeys grow bolder and the realization that the limits of real life don’t hamper the events, it is easy to see how this world can become overwhelming.
Unlike dreams, which only provide a uncontrollable ride, these adventures are orchestrated thru the mind and every sense is led by the imagination. The more open the mind is to this imaginative guidance, the more apt the journey is to push the envelope of mystery and desire. The deeper the mind goes into this shadow world of fantasy and desire, the more vivid the experience. It all depends on the minds willingness to dance with the imagination and venture into the magical and adrenalin filled visions.
“Dancing in the Shadows” is an art form that can only be tasted if the mind is strong enough to step away and know that it is all meant to remain in the darkness. To reveal such desires is to spoil the integrity of the shadows. The world will collapse around itself and re entry is nearly impossible. Most reality based thinking denies such a world exists, but an open mind to fantasy and secret thoughts know that this world can add the spice to any life.
This tale of desire and lust is not for the faint of spirit or weaker minds to experience.
The scent of her perfume spilt around his head and the lust fed her teasing attention as she continued to brush against him. She could see his desire and toyed with the idea that he was attracted to her. She splashed her loosely curled brunette hair about his face and he could fill the burn of his lust roaring inside his muscular body.
As the days went by and the games she played with him grew more intense and bolder in her display of needed thirst for sexual pleasure. She almost dared him to respond to her lustful advances. But he maintained his composure, struggling to conceal his desire. She recognized his battle and as if a wild animal stalking its prey, she began to attack his defenses from every side. Gentle caresses, coy whispers, and playful touching fueled the demise of his granite wall.
Unknowing to her, his companion and counter part was lurking in the background. With a gleam in her eye, she watched as he struggled to remain in control of the lust that was visible in his eyes. She felt the same thirst for this teasing vixen and the when her eyes locked with his, there was the signal of a slightly raised eyebrow. She smiled ever so greedily and began to set the scenario for their lustful feeding frenzy. The playful young brunette would never see it coming.
The end of the workday had come and gone, and the brunette had noticed the room nearly empty. Only Alec, Diedra, and herself remained and she watched as Diedra began getting ready to leave. In her naive mind, she saw this as a sign to really turn up the heat and watch him squirm.
As Diedra walked from the room, she followed her until she turned down the hall. Then she moved in. She ran her soft fingers around the nape of his neck and felt him quiver beneath his shirt. She leaned over and whispered how good it could be and how excited she was. She listened as his breathing labored. A smile crept onto her face, as she brushed her breasts against his shoulder. His attempt to concentrate was spoiled as he glanced into her eyes, then down to a clear vision down her blouse.
When his eyes returned to hers, she was grinning at his obvious desire. His voice shook as he asked what she had in mind. She laughed at his boldness, but took it as another ploy to corner her innocence thru sexual innuendoes and verbal advances. She replied that it was his choice, feeling confident he would balk at the opportunity as he always had before.