in the air:the first time your unfaithful
--but i never was so who could he be talking to?
he goes on, you know, to say that it won't be the last time i'm unfaithful. he doesn't know.. does he? i can't be sure.
right, so i'm fickle-hearted and boring because i'm bored and rambling because i don't see enough of the road and dry because i wash my hands so much so much so much.
she was lying on her back stretching out slowly, fleshing out the beginnings of a new fantasy. she would try something new and told herself she could star in this one. the muscles in her thighs and lower back were sore when she moved and out of curiousity she tensed them, a devilish grin bloomed. her eyes fluttered anxiously and she took a deep breath. she held it, in time to the music that drifted in from the apartment below. she breathed out a sigh and a bit of her voice went out with it.
her eyes opened. aware now of the steady quiet breathing that made her chest rise and fall, steady as waves, full and moving as storms in slow motion; her back against the gently yielding mattress; the cool sheets and soft pillows touched her moist skin and shoulders. she was nervous. she was thinking, it doesn't take much, does it? she laughed. she licked her lips, she bit them and sucked a salty residue. with her eyes shut again she began to wander, both in thought and action. she imagined his hands now, in place of her own, roving and tracing a path from her neck, over her throat and down the center of her chest. then slowly, over the opening of her navel, which tickled a little, moving slower still across a small mound of flesh. here, she paused, perhaps in thoughtful meditation of her imaginary partner. where was he? what would he want to do next? putting her whole hand over her eyes she fell back into the daydream. outside, the sun left the sky in a bright wash of color. the safety and shadow of night was near. she smiled wickedly and spread her legs, slowly. the muscles in her thighs burned nicely as she stretched, twisted and giggling. was it a game tonight? in her mind's eye she saw herself in familiar arms, perhaps one of the boy's from the coffee shop; or last tuesday's checkstand guy; or her neighbor. she thought she might like one of them, that she might stay with one of them. she could see herself backed against a wall, pressing her aching breasts against him; kissing and coaxing softness from the fleshy contours of his neck and chest; sucking eagerly on the slopes and mounds of him. teasing his earlobe with a warmth of wet touches, tentative nibbles from a skillful tongue. she liked to hear his breathing go uneven and to feel the heat of it on her skin while he followed and answered the need in her slick shape.5:06 p.m. - 2003-08-06
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