She was not being unfaithful, she told herself over and over. She loved her husband and he satisfied her every sexual need except….well, she needed more reassurance, more self-esteem and yes, more foreplay. She felt like he almost took her for granted. She wanted to be told she was the most beautiful woman in the world and that he couldn’t do without her. It was always the same, he rolled over twice a week, and pulled her to him and planted kisses as he reached between her legs and drew her to him. It was almost like he had a sex manual in front of him, following it by rote until she climaxed. Sometimes she faked it when the awkward pawing became too much.

She started experimenting by going online, writing sexy little stories guaranteed to titillate and provoke her audiences. She quickly lost her shyness as she noticed other women doing the same thing on the writing site. Soon, she felt she almost knew the others on the site but felt she needed to go elsewhere. Certainly, she realized that people could be anything they wanted to be on the internet and that their attributes were probably exaggerated.

It was amazingly easy to find another site where interested parties flirted with one another without any intent to carry it any further. Before she knew it, she was fully involved in a cyber affair. At first, they were innocents, just getting to know one another but soon, their conversation became more explicit. They had agreed to just show one another from the neck up but began to discuss all types of foreplay in the most descriptive terms. She could feel the wetness begin as soon as he said “hello” in his husky voice. By the look on his face, he was fully involved as well. Soon, they were moaning and groaning as they touched themselves, using facial expressions and passionate narratives of their activities. After a while, they removed their clothing and lowered the camera.

Without realizing the intensification of their affair, they began to describe the things they wanted to do to one another in graphic detail. When she had built up to a point where she was almost climaxing, she purred her good night, clicked off the computer and crawled into bed with her husband and began the very things that she and her cyber lover had been talking about. Her husband became putty in her hands as he murmured, “Where have you been all my life?”

Realizing that she had the best of both worlds, she stayed with her husband in wild sexual romps but also kept her cyber lover as a spare and as an instigator for her arousing and exciting new sensuality. She wondered to herself offhandedly whether she ought to take another lover but right now, her hands were full. But there would always be another day!

.

I inhale her smell,

I touch her skin,

my fingers tracing gently

the path from her wrist and up her arm

I stop at the shoulder

and stare at her, my smile slow and lingering

her lips twitch as I kiss her skin

feeling the warmth of her body

and enjoying the way she shivers

I go up and kiss the hallow of her neck

then pull away and say “don’t move”

she nods, agreeing

my head bends to the side as I stare at her beauty

she looks at me questioningly “close your eyes”

she lifts an eyebrow but does as I ask

I pull her closer and put my hands on her hips

my fingers go under her shirt

and trace her skin, my thumbs moving in small circles

I stare at her as she smiles, pleased

my hands move up as my fingers touch her softly

reaching her stomach and higher until they stop under her breasts

she sighs and lifts her head as I unhook her bra

my thumbs rubbing against the center...

I unbutton her shirt slowly,

the buttons making popping noises

as I take it off

I put my hand against her heart and bend my head

kissing her between her breasts, her throat, her neck...

I move up to her chin and kiss her lips...

she kisses me back and I can taste her smile

I back away and ask

“How was that for foreplay?”

“Just the start of it, I presume?” she asks.

“Oh yes, barely a prelude to a kiss”

ffff f f f f f AST ForwARD

- - - - - - - - - - - - hit PAUSE

- - - - - - then rewiND

we won’t be wasting

any time

.

.

.

W h a t ?!

too much

too... soon

too quick

for u?

. . .

Hey

Baby

You’ve

Yet to greet

your own Love

with a kissssssss

yes just like thiss

a deep dissh lick...

Linger over it, do..

let’s celebrate our

sentiments softly

in wordless

whispers of

your Self

discovery

. . .

. . . whose hand?

. . . on whose hip!?

. . .

Feel the fullness of 2

figures in the round

while I float down

these closed

corridors

of your

sound

. . .

Later here you’ll

grasp at us . . .

and long for this

simplicity as such

in light ’n dark

only to holler

in confusion

at being so

very much

“a p a r t”

. . . . . . .

#Foreplay #Challenge

What manner of passion do you want?

Soft, easy, gentle?

Hard, driving, captivated?

Slow and subtle,

tracing fingers along your softest of skin,

lingering kisses,

leaving a trail of my lips across quiverinf flesh.

Feeling you pull me to you,

feeling that incessant need,

that instant gratification of want.

Bodies tangled in a miss-mash of writhing flesh,

my back, raked and bleeding from your urgency,

and your eyes,

staring into mine, pleading,

to take us to another realm of desire.

Droplets of salty rain,

mix with each other,

and the moment draws ever closer.

You cry for more,

I will not deny you,

and then more, for you are my better-half.

Always ... in all ways.