A Moment in Time

I would stand naked hands behind my head - waiting.

And in the time I stood there I would slip out of my independent...... self sufficient woman and into the skin that fit me best.

I would wait - while he watched me.

And then he would walk slowly towards me - as my need, craving and desire would threaten to engulf me completely............ 

He would grasp a nipple and pinch it - ever so slowly - gently at first then harder....... then the finger would trace a pattern down my belly - down lower and lower... painfully slowly

He would slide it inside me and smile - 

And then he would lean in and whisper 

"Are you ready?"