In lingerie like tonight. Black stockings, seamed. Strappy sandal heels. Fresh red predicure. Pushup bra.
But unlike tonight: hair tight up off your neck. A clip would be good, chopsticks would be better. A wrap-around dress with no buttons, only ties.
Greet me at your door like this. Have my drink ready – you know what it is. Be ready to bend over for me. Be ready to get on your knees. Be ready to say please in that lovely aching way you do – with desperation, longing.
mmmm there is something spectacular about a woman who lets their hair down after being up in chopsticks. Welcome to my college day memories..thanks for the reminder.
this is short, gorgeous, to the point, and it makes your mind wonder on by itself, wanting more from it.
very lovely.
♥la petite
Beautiful writing. You paint a beautiful image with your words.