She couldn't help herself. Every time he spoke to her, something happened. She could sense his need, his desire to be set free. A man that had fantasised about so many possible sexual encounters.

A man who had dabbled in paying for sexual favours. A man that had known to browse porn sites...a man who was married and would stay married no matter the lull in his relationship and infrequent sexual indulgences with his wife.

It was her carefree attitude toward anything erotic, anything sensual, never concentrating on the sexual part , never cheapening their sexual encounters into guilt trips making them indulgences taboo. She welcomed his uncertainties and fear of falling short of the expectation and, turned it into a most real and sincere intimate discovery of kinky erotica.

She knew to invite him into her space...a space defined by images and ideas playing through her head. This time round she felt like allowing him to watch. Mind u ...not anything more than her simply writhing and moaning and caressing her flesh...a sort of seductive trance....motion intimately telling of the pleasure felt in the fingertips...the pleasure delivered by her own touch.

Her hands wouldn't travel any higher than the curve deep deep between her spread thighs...her thumbs slightly nudging the softness of her womanness....hidden from his view ...veiled by a small piece of material....it was a mind game...a game meant to arouse...meant to make the mind blow...meant to tease...leave images and sounds and scents to be remembered when she wasn't around.

Her exposed breasts would know to burn their image in his mind...the natural soft swoop tightening under her touch so that her nipples would become sweet cherries so ripe for the picking....next time maybe...this time round he would have to sit back and just watch her tweak them gently...deliberately...a soft moan now and again would know to escape...

She couldn't help herself....she loved the look in his eyes as he watched. She loved knowing that he would go away and have to take himself in hand and caress that hardness that would yearn for an explosive release.

RB.


Good night Purple World...sleep deep. x

Dearest RB

That is a sissler. It comes with a history experienced and a future imagined.

Hugs
Wc

Dearest Wcliff

Ours is a long long looong road travelled.

Not a frequent visitor BUT, a lover looked fwd to when it does happen and a most dear and sincere soul who i know would be one of my bestest friends, like coffee and good open real and sincere chats about the zaniness of life, if it were possible.

...tick tock...x

.... Beautiful!

Lovely piece of art..;)

I love reading your posts.

I know I don't always comment on them but I do read them all;)

Dearest Aldo1953

Kiss u and thank u.

x

Dear Ms. Red

Thank u for enjoying them...i too read your many engaging posts and love the interaction from both punters and SP's. Very refreshing and novel and many a time giggle at some posts by all. Nice way of getting to know the "Purple Citizens".

x