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...it wasn't about going out for a meal.
Posted: 2022-08-31 23:13:08
It wasn't about going out for a meal.
It was about the share in the dimmed , luxuriously ornamented hotel room.
There was something between them that required no words . A silence breathless yet, comfortable to inhale each other when closer than close. The scent of man. The muskiness of a woman.
She walked thru the door first and, hearing the click as it shut behind him, she proceeded to remove the slip of a dress ....continuing to walk ahead of him, giving him a view of stockings and heels, a sexy panty and...no bra.
Her bum cheeks were round and plump and as she made her way on his bed, like a panther, crawling onto it, she kicked her heels off, arched her back and let her ass do the talking.
He loved it. Just standing there and taking in her moves.
" these covers are so soft. I love the feel of the cloth on my skin." She said, as if purring as she allowed herself the richness of the linen to spoil her flesh.
He proceeded to take his jacket off, undo the buttons on his shirt, his shoes too came off as he came up behind her and began to gently stroke the curve of her ass.
She moaned softly as he placed his hand on her hips , hooking his thumbs into her panty, slowly pulling them down , revealing the top of her bum crack and she knew what was to follow.
He knew her so well
She felt his breathe as he bent down and gently kissed the area just above her bum crack , just above the coccyx and then continued to kiss, as if sucking in the essence of her, along her spine upward, giving her shivers to the very core of her womanness., all the time gently rocking her backward and forward with his grip on her hips.
It wasn't about going out for a meal.
It was more about being each others meal that no Michelin star restaurant could ever serve.
It was about a gentle touch, a passionate unhurried kiss, a lingering of mouth on mouth and a comfortable gaze looking deeply in each others eyes and seeing and understanding the passion of being each others company for a few hours.
https://youtu.be/VZ6plyX_o8A
...played most appropriately at one point and they got lost in what could have been.
And when she slipped back into her dress, looking at him so beautifully man on the bed, bending down to kiss him softly...he kissed her back and she walked out the room...till the next time their paths would cross.
She adored him enough to allow that thing between them to flare hot and steamy whenever it was possible.
It fed her need to be complete Woman without reserve or restraint.
RB.
It was about the share in the dimmed , luxuriously ornamented hotel room.
There was something between them that required no words . A silence breathless yet, comfortable to inhale each other when closer than close. The scent of man. The muskiness of a woman.
She walked thru the door first and, hearing the click as it shut behind him, she proceeded to remove the slip of a dress ....continuing to walk ahead of him, giving him a view of stockings and heels, a sexy panty and...no bra.
Her bum cheeks were round and plump and as she made her way on his bed, like a panther, crawling onto it, she kicked her heels off, arched her back and let her ass do the talking.
He loved it. Just standing there and taking in her moves.
" these covers are so soft. I love the feel of the cloth on my skin." She said, as if purring as she allowed herself the richness of the linen to spoil her flesh.
He proceeded to take his jacket off, undo the buttons on his shirt, his shoes too came off as he came up behind her and began to gently stroke the curve of her ass.
She moaned softly as he placed his hand on her hips , hooking his thumbs into her panty, slowly pulling them down , revealing the top of her bum crack and she knew what was to follow.
He knew her so well
She felt his breathe as he bent down and gently kissed the area just above her bum crack , just above the coccyx and then continued to kiss, as if sucking in the essence of her, along her spine upward, giving her shivers to the very core of her womanness., all the time gently rocking her backward and forward with his grip on her hips.
It wasn't about going out for a meal.
It was more about being each others meal that no Michelin star restaurant could ever serve.
It was about a gentle touch, a passionate unhurried kiss, a lingering of mouth on mouth and a comfortable gaze looking deeply in each others eyes and seeing and understanding the passion of being each others company for a few hours.
https://youtu.be/VZ6plyX_o8A
...played most appropriately at one point and they got lost in what could have been.
And when she slipped back into her dress, looking at him so beautifully man on the bed, bending down to kiss him softly...he kissed her back and she walked out the room...till the next time their paths would cross.
She adored him enough to allow that thing between them to flare hot and steamy whenever it was possible.
It fed her need to be complete Woman without reserve or restraint.
RB.
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Re: ...it wasn't about going out for a meal.
Posted: 2022-09-01 05:42:40
She was the only meal he needed
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