Erotic alliance

He’s lying on his bed, distracted. He’s thinking about a picture of a woman in a tight nighty that was sent to his email inbox.

His wife turns over and looks at him. Maybe she sensed it, his distraction. Women have a way of knowing when men are wanton for sex.

Then again, men are always wanton for sex. Continue reading “Erotic alliance”

Reminiscing foreplay

The nighty she wears is short and clingy. Thin straps hold it in place.

But if she leans forward while sitting, one strap might fall off her shoulder.

She leans forward to allow the strap to fall.

A glance downward confirms her state: aroused and distracted, evident by the goosebumps on her skin, and her protruding nipples through the material.

She bites her lower lip and yearns for his touch. Continue reading “Reminiscing foreplay”

Pandemic strangers

At first the pictures were innocent. A view of running shoes on a treadmill. A beer can in a shower.

But the words supplemented and enticed.

Who drinks in the shower? she wanted to know.

Shower beers are the best! he responded.

Over time, things progress. Strategic selfies covering her assets, but not all the way.

A slightly open towel. Curves on display. A nipple showing. Continue reading “Pandemic strangers”

Seductive selfies

She glanced at her reflection in the mirrored doors of her bedroom closet. Her black lace bra still fit after all these years, much to her amazement. So did the panties…

Taking a step back she admired her new boots. Well heeled, but not too high. Classy black leather, a small buckle at the ankle, long zippers. Not slutty.

Unless she wears them while naked. Or with just her bra and panties. Then they might become a part of a more provocative scenario.

This is what she was wearing that day. Bra, panties and boots, and nothing else. Continue reading “Seductive selfies”