TUESDAY, JANUARY 17, 2012
ALMOST TIME...
...to get ready for a good night's rest, after a lengthy shower, a relaxing bath and some reading of a novel by Jean D'Aillon.
As she starts undressing, she can notice that the door is slightly ajar.
She smiles, sensing that her Toy is watching her every move thanks to the tall mirror.
She slows down, making each gesture last awfully long.
Button after button (ehm...), the lace shirt opens...
Will she continue or disappear into her bathroom, thus preventing him to watch her till the end ?
Meanwhile, her Toy Zaphod thinks and writes...
The reflection in the tall dressing mirror moves with studied grace. Ever so slowly, Her long elegant fingers unfasten one button after another. Peeking in through the gap in the door, he looks at the form of his Mistress with undying adoration. His eyes look upon the beauty of Her curvaceous femininity. The turn of Her shoulder, the lovely curve of Her breasts, and the luscious fullness of Her hips are all a delectable treat to be savoured.
Meanwhile, her Toy Zaphod thinks and writes...
The reflection in the tall dressing mirror moves with studied grace. Ever so slowly, Her long elegant fingers unfasten one button after another. Peeking in through the gap in the door, he looks at the form of his Mistress with undying adoration. His eyes look upon the beauty of Her curvaceous femininity. The turn of Her shoulder, the lovely curve of Her breasts, and the luscious fullness of Her hips are all a delectable treat to be savoured.
They both know She has left the door ajar just for this purpose. It is one more of their ways to share a special intimacy. Some evenings, She teases and turns away with a faint giggle and hidden smile. Other times, She is daringly provocative. And at still others, She affects a haughty and distant demeanour. He can but look on and wonder what Her mood tonight will bring.
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