For C.For C.B.F. on cold Chicago nights...my fantasy of her... I am in your bed. I am naked. I have showered and my skin is clean and smooth and fresh smelling. My hair is perhaps still a bit damp. I lie under crisp, clean sheets listening to the water run as you shower, preparing yourself. I try not to think about what is to come, but i can't help listening for the water to stop, knowing you are out of the shower and closer to being with me. I feel my cock begin to get hard and i try to clear my mind of all expectations. I don't want it hard now. I want you to feel it grow to meet your touch. I relax for a moment. The sound of the water stops. The sheets feel wonderful against my skin. Every inch of my body feels sensitive and eager. There is a momentary flash of light as you open the bathroom door, then you turn off the light and there is only the glow of the candles. I can feel you walking toward the bed and i anticipate the sound and sensations of you joining me. |