Iβm sitting here thinking about what it is at this time you are doing. I have been reading stories on a site that we regularly review. You had told me of one that reminded me of you and I and the way you felt when we were together. I had also read another story, and as a result my desire to be with you right now is unbearable.
There is so much about the relationship that we share that keeps us going when we are apart β worlds from each other at times it seems, but small fleeting simple thoughts quickly remind me of the things that make us so wonderful and so amazing. At this point in time I have envisioned you having a wonderful day with your niece and then helping a friendβs daughter. My day has been a combination of relaxing and spending time with the kids.
From this point, I am left reflecting on the many special times that we have shared together as one and I try so very hard to pick one that tends to stand out amongst the rest. My mood is very much heated and shivers race all over my body at the thought of being anywhere near you. My nipples are hard. My mind filled with thoughts of how I could possibly seduce you so sensually so as to pleasure with love and passion.
When we are together, nothing else corrupts the times that we share β absolute bliss is ours and all thoughts of reality left behind. On this particular occasion, I am reminded on how we had spent one evening in particular. You had taken me to experience the second of two stage musicals at different theatres. Being someone who had not been exposed to such treats thoroughly enjoyed the evening, especially the bit where I had to sit closer to you thanks to the drunken stench of a man beside me. After the show we made our way to find something to eat β we hadnβt had dinner at this point and it was almost midnight!
After some considerable time and on the spur of the moment you had decided to drive some 40 minutes or so away to this quaint little pancake parlour and we sat and ordered a meal β similar I believe if not the same. We shared sweets. My whole world was complete. There was a log fire and you β I sat across from you at the table and became overwhelmingly intoxicated by your beauty β the sparkle in your beautiful eyes, that smile that so easily becomes mine. The scent of your perfume wafting gently toward me, exciting me with thoughts of what would follow later.
We arrived home to our own private little world β a world that revolves around just two β finding ourselves in each others arms again I am mesmerised at your sheer beauty. Those eyes have me in a trance yet again, leaving me with no option other than wanting to kiss your tender lips. Slowly, as I feel the warmth of your breath drift across my face as I begin to kiss you. Sweet, light butterfly kisses that leave you enthralled with the anticipation of the tenderness we are about to share. I can feel you begin to lose your composure with each kiss that finds its way across your face and over your neck. There are moments of sheer intensity and then moments complimented of such sweet tenderness. Light groans that escape your lips without your consent.
I know the effect that my touch is having on your beautiful body once again β and like a moth to a flame I know the trap that I have set is one that you so desire. My kiss begins to lengthen and gradually I find my way down your neck and across your breast. Such lightness of touch leaves you breathless, and you begin to yearn for more. You know just as the effect that this moment in time has on you β so too it has on me. Knowing that you are turned on and so captivating the moment, leads me to the very same place with such ease.