your eyes close as you stand with your hands by your sides, and i pull your skirt, that gauzy skirt through which you can easily see your stocking-covered legs and the black slip that protects the less public areas of your body; pulling it down around your ankles easily, i lift first your left foot and make you step out of the skirt, and then the other foot as you grasp hold of my head to steady yourself, pulling me frighteningly close to you as i kneel at your feet.your eyes close as you stand with your hands by your sides, and i pull your skirt, that gauzy skirt through which you can easily see your stocking-covered legs and the black slip that protects the less public areas of your body; pulling it down around your ankles easily, i lift first your left foot and make you step out of the skirt, and then the other foot as you grasp hold of my head to steady yourself, pulling me frighteningly close to you as i kneel at your feet. i can smell your musky odor coming through your stockings, and if i don't do something quick i am going to forget my intentions. i hold you until you recover your balance, and then return to your waste, pulling your nylons and your panties down around your knees in one motion. nearly nude, your body calls out to me, and i feel mine answering as i stand behind you and guide you to a sitting position on the bed. than, i return to your feet, carefully ignoring the ignoble callings i am feeling at the sight of your nakedness again. it is so hard to love so intensely and still keep that love in perspective. tonight we are not to make love. |