initial musing

inspired by the writings of another



it's a secret pleasure of mine to find those hidden things, both sexual and sensual, in my husband and in my lover

the shape of his hands
the hollow at the base of his throat
the shape of his collarbones
the lost, raw look on his face as he penetrates me
the way he uses his body to cover me like a blanket
the way his hair brushes his neck

I could go on and on....she says dreaming of the scent of them both on her skin