My In Box
Oh, how my stomach flips and flops whenever I see His name in my in box. And then, to open the email and find something like this…Ahhhhh….Pure Bliss!
I am sitting here at my desk, trying like hell to find some focus. I find my mind wandering straight back to this morning. After a much better night’s sleep than I’ve had in a while, I woke before the alarm and lay on my back. Visions of you began threading through my head…..your smooth, erotic skin. Your legs, ending in your hotter-than-the-law-should-allow heels. A silky nightie, thin straps over silken shoulders, ending just north of the lower curve of your ass, hints of warm slippery wetness trickling down your inner thigh. I saw your hands wrapping around me, and I felt myself grow to bulging between your perfectly manicured fingers….And that’s all it took. Just lying next to you, seeing you walk through my waking dreams. I had to claim you. I had to have you know how much I wanted you. And there you were, so willing….so warm, so ready for me.
So now I sit, my skin tingling, my hands ever so slightly trembling, my head unable to wander far from you. Thank you, for what you do to me, for what you do for me, for what you are to me.
-Husband, Lover, Professor…….Sir….