I wish that you could see what you mean to me. I wish you knew how happily my heart grew around you. I'd love to have you see through my eyes the perfection of the laugh lines around your eyes.
The tender look in them as you watch through sleepy lids dipping low before you brush your lips across my own.
How I wish you knew how safe I feel within your comfortable and sure embrace. Strong arms surrounding me... and claiming me as yours as you pull me closer, to tangle your body with mine while we sleep. The feel of your voice vibrating through me...
the tendrils of desire and longing that creates deep inside of me.
Ahhh, my love, how I'm moved by your laughter, quiet chuckles you think you hide from me, as you think of my inane babble as endearingly adorable.
I wish you knew how your voice causes my eyes to light up. How every inch of me aches for you. But I cannot show you even part of my joy in knowing you. And so... you will never know my truths. You will never feel my fingertips trailing across your skin. You will never feel my arms around you.
For this is only in dreaming that touch, caress and loving happen. I want it... But am resigned to knowing... It will not BE. At least, not with me.

"The world is not to be put in order; the world is order, incarnate. It is for us to harmonize with this order."
-- Henry Miller

how I love this song.. the melody and harmony, the message, too...
sharing, starting over, beginning something new...

you never know what lays behind a smile... lessons learned, joys, pains, sorrow, fear, heartache.. and secrets, too. All lie behind lips pulled wide.

no shaving for a bit..


at least, NOT for me...


no need after all.

It's not like I've got a boyfriend...


or even, a regular playmate.



Think anyone would notice???

Maybe I'll be found by someone who recognizes a gem when he finds it...
Perhaps, some day, a man will look up and smiles in response to mine and leap at the chance to claim it as his to enjoy any time he can see it.
Maybe, one day, someone will realize that he can't let me go without losing the biggest part of himself.. and prove that he loves me, that he wants to have a place in my heart and my life.

Or, maybe just once someone will want to stay enough... that he will.

Smokey Robinson's music was something I grew up on... Mmmm, reliving swaying to the music... eyes closed... and just relaxing. So good

I've been asked to share some of my "Sexy Stories", on NN, by a couple of friends. I decided I'd try my hand, here, exclusively in my blog. These aren't fantasies woven into poetry and erotic imagery.. These are my experiences as I learned at the hands of men I've known... or ones where I've taught men their ability to have and give pleasures even greater than they'd expected. Here is the first I will share with you.

sliding fingers through my hair, I sigh.. the day was too long... I'm heading home to the empty apartment yet again... My daughter left on a two week vacation with her dad, so I will just slip out of this skirt and white beaded blouse and into a little summer nighty and go to bed to listen to music. It's hot outside and I'm grateful for the AC in my car, turning the key, I feel a bead of sweat trickle down between my breasts... I seldom wear a bra.. I tease that they're torture devices. How true that is. My back broken in two accidents in my life... anyway, I start to shut my door when a hand stops it and the low rich voice of a man who's desk is across the aisle from me asks what I'm doing after work. I look up into his soft blue friendly eyes and smile at him.. "Nothing really," I reply honestly. He was forward, Said he'd been watching me and called me beautiful... I blushed a delicate rosy color. He asks if I'd like to out with him and if I'd mind that he's tactile, loves to touch.. a shiver rushes through me.. I've been without a man's touch and just the low and sexy hints of intimacy in his lips and words fuel my fire. One thing leads to another, and soon we're driving each of our cars down the freeway to a restaurant close to my home for a supper together. He's clearly intent on me.. when I spilled some of my meal, he quickly reached to gently wash it from my hand embroidered bodice. My heart skipped a beat or two just then, His hand so deftly caressing over my breast yet seeming quite oblivious to how he'd thrilled me.
Somehow he was invited to my home to watch a movie and have dessert. We sat lazily on the floor browsing through my collection of movies. My skirt shifted as I turned, lifted a leg and focused on titles.. his eyes lingering from time to time on white flesh.. calf, knee... thigh... and leaning over, at times, exposed cleavage... Huskily he finally said, "you're very comfortable with me, aren't you?" running a hand from my toes to inner thigh on my bare leg.. Mmmm that felt so delicious...
smiling up into his face I said, Yes.. I wouldn't have let him in the door if I hadn't. We finally agreed on a movie. I sat on the loveseat, and he upon the floor close to me... not long into it. I looked at his face and realized he had been gazing at me.. studying my lips. Reaching a hand to my face, he cupped it gently, brushing his thumb against my lower lip. Mmm eye lashes fluttered, and I heard a soft moan in his throat.. fingers tangling in the soft curls at my neck he lifted himself closer and pulled my face to his. Lips exploring gently, then nibbling mine and flicking his tongue asking entrance.. Flames licked at my belly and set the tone for our night.. No innocence.. decadence and eroticism replaced what was left of my purity. I wanted, and needed his lust. To feast upon his hunger and need. Kissing until he licked his way to soft breasts, then slipped the blouse off over my head, to reveal full proud white globes with taut pink tips. Licking then suckling each one tenderly.. I pulled his head close to cradle him there.. then felt his lips and tongue travel... Mmmm I'd never had anyone make love to my belly button so completely.. creaming I gushed out an orgasm, shamelessly... he slide off my skirt to reveal a soaking wet lace thong and nibbled at it'd band then lifted my hips off the cushion to lick and suck me through the soaked bit of cloth. Then pulling it down my hips and now naked.. he ate me until I screamed while clutching his head to my wet and needing pussy... I then pulled him closer, eyes filled with hunger looked into mine and kissed me lustily, sharing my flavor with me.
Pulling his shirt from his waistband and undoing his belt, then fly, I found his manhood, hard, and pulsing under my hand... Growing now that it'd been released from constriction... I took his hand and led him to my too tall bed, and completed the act with him... sliding him in until he came groaning out long and loud with my own cries of ecstasy... We stayed connected until relaxed he slipped out softer, and I felt his sex leak out of my happy slit...

I didn't sign up in time... and I just checked the pix out and realized that I didn't stuff them in as far as I should have.. light green lace panties *sigh* ahh well, here we go, regardless...

Hm, fairly normal looking, right?



shoved on in.. ergghhhh lace is weird up in there...


wheww.... pulling it out a lil' and feeling better...



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