rm_WickedFemale 62F
1163 posts
7/30/2005 8:04 pm

Last Read:
3/5/2006 9:27 pm


She stands before him in the candlelight
stripped of all her expectations
she reaches for him
she feels his eyes travel down her body
she stands unafraid
of years of imperfections she fretted about
she stands before him as a woman
more assured than before
she feels him move closer
she can smell his masculine scent
she takes this in,
lingering in the sensations he arouses in her
she no longer feels the need to rush
but gives into the hunger
to hold on to this moment
to recall standing before him in the candlelight
she feels the soft touch of his hand
lightly run up her arm
goosebumps expose her womanly needs
to be caressed
she closes her eyes
feeling his hands explore her curves
she feels his breath on her skin
her mind races with each trace
she wants to look for approval
but afraid to break his mystical spell
she moans softly
she gives into the urgency of wanting
that yearning that has been burning into her soul
candelight flickers off her body
as she reaches for him
sweet soft kisses tantalize her to the core
she reaches out to him
begging for more
she doesn't hold back, hesitates
or questions this need
to stand before him
stripped off of all pretenses
in the candlelight's glow....

__Huntress__ 55M/57F

8/1/2005 5:15 pm

I think that I will never forget this one ... now at 46, I am less ashamed, less self-conscious, less-inhibited ... my imperfections are the roadmap of the life I have led ... they are mine ... they are what make me ... and you ... beautiful !

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