Wednesday's Words

She Walks In Beauty


She walks in beauty, like the night  
  Of cloudless climes and starry skies;  
And all that 's best of dark and bright  
  Meet in her aspect and her eyes:  
Thus mellow'd to that tender light          
  Which heaven to gaudy day denies.  
One shade the more, one ray the less,  
  Had half impair'd the nameless grace  
Which waves in every raven tress,  
  Or softly lightens o'er her face;   
Where thoughts serenely sweet express  
  How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.  
 
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,  
  So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,  
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,   
  But tell of days in goodness spent,  
A mind at peace with all below,  
  A heart whose love is innocent!


George Gordon
Lord Byron


What amazing words to have written about you by an admirer. Where is this pure romance and adoration today??

Just a thought for you to ponder...note to all: give the object of your affection some romantic words and see what happens!

~xoxo

SS

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Wednesday's Words

Going to start something new since I am not ready to fully share yet. Each Wednesday will feature a poem, words that have spoken to me, make me smile, or just that I want to share. Today's poem is from my favorite poet, Robert Frost.

Enjoy!

~xoxo
SS


Reluctance

Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world, and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended.

The leaves are all dead on the ground,
Save those that the oak is keeping
To ravel them one by one
And let them go scraping and creeping
Out over the crusted snow,
When others are sleeping.

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
No longer blown hither and thither;
The last lone aster is gone;
The flowers of the witch-hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question 'Whither?'

Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?

Robert Frost 

Finding my Voice

It's been a bit since my last post, not sure why, because there has been plenty I have wanted to say, even started writing some of it on paper and some in my head. I am not sure if I am ready to put it all out there, open up for all to see.  Also, not completely certain what direction I want this blog to take. Maybe that's what makes the tumblr so easy, someone else opened up first and I am able to add my own thoughts, hopes, dreams to them without much soul-searching. 

Am I worried about being judged? Or will my few readers think differently of me if I open up? Am I ok with being exposed, vulnerable, out there for world to see(world being the few of you who are kind enough to follow)? Yes, yes, & yes!  

I was not raised to air dirty laundry or discuss things I have on here (much less know about some of them). I value my seclusion & privacy so. I like the safety of my walls, my fortress; the pretty sad princess in the tower coddled by the townspeople. 

So this is all a new journey for me, an exciting, revealing journey  but very new and scary just the same. 

Give me some time, stick around, I will be back!

~xoxo
SS

Sexy Saturday Quote

"Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never ever the same."

 by: Flavia Weedn

There are those who pass through our lives for an hour, a day, a week, a month, a season, or a lifetime.  As the eternal, optimistic romantic, I believe they all touch our hearts for a reason and for that we are bettered; because we opened up, let them in, and for that moment however so brief we were connected and kindred.

Happy Saturday.
-xoxo
Single Scarlett

"What are you doing tonight?"..."Nuthin"

"I've always wanted to go out in the fields and take off our shoes and walk through the grass with you..."

After the walk, let's swim in that cool green pool at the bottom of the falls. Slowly unzip my frilly dress, and while we remove the rest of our clothes,let's kiss and touch as we do. We can hold hands as we take those steps into the cool, dark unknown. Knowing we are safe with each other; surrounded by nothing but peace, quiet, and stillness. Very few other sounds, just those of nature and our lovers' moonlight swim. The light sounds of the water, our whispered secrets, kisses, and touches. We hold dearly to each other in the water, gliding seamlessly as one, smiling into the darkness with each touch & kiss, knowing the other is smiling back.  Let's get lost in this moment as the rest of the world fades away. This is our private Eden, our secret romantic spot to spend these hot summer nights.

Pull me to you, at first just holding me tightly, both of us loving being so close. I wrap my legs around your waist and slide my arms around your neck. My hands in your hair, as I kiss and nuzzle your neck and ears. We cling to each other never wanting this private, peaceful amazing moment to end. We float in the moonlight, kissing & whispering then making love and enjoying each other's bodies fully in our own Eden. Afterwards, we stay connected as only lovers are. Face to face, lips brushing, arms wrapped tightly, bodies joined; enjoying the glow of our previous passion.

So, what are you doing tonight?

Single Scarlett: Sexy Quote

Single Scarlett: Sexy Quote: "'I will cover you with love when next I see you, with caresses, with ecstasy. I want to gorge you with all the joys of the flesh, so that y..."

Sexy Quote

"I will cover you with love when next I see you, with caresses, with ecstasy.  I want to gorge you with all the joys of the flesh, so that you faint and die.  I want you to be amazed by me, and to confess to yourself that you had never even dreamed of such transports.... When you are old, I want you to recall those few hours, I want your dry bones to quiver with joy when you think of them."

Breathtaking, truly breathtaking, who wouldn't love to recall shared lovers' passion in her golden years; moments so full and alive they feed the senses and soul for eternity. This week's quote comes from a love letter by Gustave Flaubert, to his wife Louise Colet, written August 15, 1846. Amazing the amount of passion, love, and desire he put to paper for her; and the images evoked by his words. Even in this modern day and age, these timeless words open the heart and soul. 

My dears, what happened to the act of writing a thought provoking, body stirring love letter to the object of your affection? In this day of cellphones, social media, and email we are more reachable and connected than ever before; but when was the last time you wrote a soul-stirring love letter to yours? Are we so caught up that we can not take the time to put pen to paper and tell the one we desire exactly that and more? Or have we lost the true sense of romantic love in this day of online dating, self-help romance books, and game-playing? When did it become taboo to share your wonderful feelings & desires for another? Even if by chance those desires are unreturned I guarantee for that brief moment in time the recipient will smile & his or her heart will feel lighter (and more than likely that written sentiment will be cherished forever because of its rarity and the happiness it sparked). 

So my darlings, last time I sent you in search of the perfect kiss; so this time I am requesting you share those beautiful bottled up thoughts and put a smile on the face of your heart's desire.

P.S. As much as I prefer the handwritten notes of a simpler time, I have come to the realization these electronic times insist I accept a well written heartfelt, body and soul stirring email every so often. 

Moment In Time With You

To completely enjoy each other as lovers. 

To escape from hectic, unfulfilled everyday lives to just enjoy and be.

To be cherished, held, adored, loved, desired, and comforted. 

To be consumed by the hunger & passion they feel. 

To want all, but to give more than they take. 

To be the object of the other's desire, the only one seen in a crowded room of many. 

To be free to just be. No judging, no harsh words; just the passionate sounds of lovers, the peaceful content silence of a closeness shared.

To have every need filled, every smile met, every laugh echoed,  every glance stolen, and every secret shared.

To stay in bed all day ignoring the rest of world. Lost hours spent in the other's arms talking, laughing, kissing, sharing, touching, and making love. 

To stay in at night cooking, drinking wine, and dancing in the kitchen to a favorite song.

To steal a secret moment skinny dipping in the moonlight, having the wonderful memory to forever share. 

To escape for a few days to be in the other's arms and make  passionate love for days on end consuming and owning the other.

For that brief moment in time is it real or all just a dream?

Sexy Saturday Quote

Soul meets soul on lovers' lips. ~ Percy Bysshe Shelley



Love today's quote, as we all know, a kiss isn't always just a kiss. To feel the excitement of that first kiss and the wonderful joy of each kiss after that. What happened to the lost art of kissing? A real lean your back, kick your leg up kiss....there is nothing that compares...smiling against the lips of your lover during a kiss, just because it is y'all & at this moment in this place that is how it is exactly how it is supposed to be.

Are you owned? via Formspring

Am I owned? As in are my thoughts, feelings, passions, & desires owned & consumed by another...yes they are. As in my body belonging to someone...it does. I believe he knows that my body is his to bring forth those thoughts & feelings, to stoke the fire of those passions, & to take me as the object of his desire as he is mine. Branded as his...

Now to actually answer your question, yes I believe I am owned...and the thought of that brings a smile to my face & twinkle to my eyes.

Sexy Saturday Quote

After a discussion with a close friend about the uniqueness of each other and the dynamics of our friendship; I feel this conveys what I wanted to say perfectly.

"You are unrepeatable. There is a magic about you that is all your own..."
-D.M. Dellinger

If you could have the starring role in one movie what would it be?

I think that is pretty obvious it would be the starring role in “ Gone With the Wind” of course. The journey of a strong, spirited Southern Belle through life’s ups and downs; her romances and loves; her growth from foolish young girl to strong, confident, passionate woman. It is the wonderfully emotional account of the human spirit’s struggle with turmoil, tragedy, & triumph; and of finally realizing your one true love, then losing it. Wow a truly beautiful, poignant story. Definitely Scarlett O'Hara Hamilton Kennedy Butler would be my role of choice.

Darling, anything you want to know?

Sexy Saturday Quote

This quote is from one of my favorite poets and I think it says it all...

"Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired."

- Robert Frost

Sexy Playlist

If I was staying in with a lover, this is part of the playlist for the evening:

All I Want is You by U2
Baby Can I Hold You by Tracy Chapman
By Your Side by Sade
Come Away With Me by Norah Jones
Crash Into Me by Dave Matthews Band
Crush by Dave Matthews Band
Edge of Desire by John Mayer
Feels Like Home by Chantal Kreviazuk
Have A Little Faith In Me by Joe Cocker
Into The Mystic by Van Morrison
I've Got To See You Again by Norah Jones
Let's Get It On by Marvin Gaye
One Flight Down by Norah Jones
Peaceful Easy Feeling by The Eagles
Secret by Maroon 5
Show Me Heaven by Maria McKee
Somebody Like You by Keith Urban
These Are The Days by Van Morrison
Turn Me On by Norah Jones
Underneath Your Clothes by Shakira
When the Stars Go Blue by Tim McGraw
You Can Leave Your Hat On by Joe Cocker
Your Body Is A Wonderland by John Mayer

You are bored, you are alone. What happens next?

I would probably contact my lover for a visit or chat...If he wasn't available or tied up for some reason, I would probably write him an email or actual letter including: all the sultry, seductive details of what would be happening if he was able to be there with me...now writing this would have put my body in such a state that only two things could soothe me...a soak in a long bath or immediate release...

If you were a car, what would you be?

If I was a car, I would be a 1965 Aston Martin DB5C, a convertible coupe. Perfect for just two.  Traditional yet modern, high-class, wonderful smooth lines & curves, looks fabulous with top off/down;the owner's envied by others, tightly hugs the road just so, runs beautifully under touch of someone who knows how to handle her. Not to be too staid & classic would have to pick RED as the color, just to stop a little traffic...

Are there any aromas that turn you on?

Yes, the fresh, clean, soapy smell of a man right out of shower!!! If there is time that towel is coming off. His body is not safe from my mouth or touch.

Also, I feel sexy when wearing Spring Flowers or Love in White by Creed.

You have been granted a free "Fly anywhere in the United States" airline ticket. Where are you headed to?

 

Where do you and those blue jeans live? 

Seriously, tough one! I have 3:

1. New York City-The rush of NYC is exhilarating, dressing up chicly, dinner & theater at night, exploring by foot during day, sharing cheesecake at Carnegie deli, Lox & bagels, soaking up the sun laying with a lover in Central Park, FAO Schwartz, top of Empire State building, & funky antique shops.

2. Florida Keys-Nothing to pack but a few swimsuits, sundresses, & sandals. A red bikini. Sit on beach for days watch sunrise & set. No phones, computers, or clocks. Live by the sun. I'll put sunscreen on you, if you do me...

3. Boston-head out to MV to Edgartown to where we went as kids. So small & safe (well, except when Ted Kennedy was drinking) and we could just roam around. Sweatshirts at night on beach it's so chilly in summer, snuggled up by outdoor fire,  lobsters in Menemsha, bike rides, ice cream, flip flops & skirts.

Want to join me? 

Big Screen Kiss

Which movie kiss is your most favorite?

The scene in Gone with the Wind when Rhett is leaving for war; he tells Scarlett he loves her more than any woman and has waited for her longer than any women. He begs her to kiss him, she won't at first. He wants her to kiss him because he is man going to war & wants to carry the memory of her kisses to battle with him. He has such passion, desire, hunger, & need for her.

My god, what lady wouldn't want a man who desired her, hungered for her & needed her like that. I would love to have someone want to kiss me that badly right now. Just the touch of my lips meeting his bringing about all that. Being that desirable to him, him hungering for the touch of my lips & taste of mouth. Devouring each other, owning the other with just a kiss. Being able to take that passion & desire further and every kiss building on that even more.

Come Away With Me

As I lay here unable to sleep, lyrics from earlier tonight are stuck in my head; "it's a quarter past one, I'm all alone and I need you now". I glance at the clock, realize it is around that time and I do need you now, not just need but want. Want all of you. I want to curl up against you, to be held by you, to have you kiss my forehead, to hear you tell me to stop my worrying like you do, and to call me honey or baby.

These past few months have been wonderful, learning about each other. Discovering our likes, passions, hopes, and dreams; sharing our pasts, needs, weaknesses, and fears. Finding out we are more alike than we both ever realized. Seizing that connection and understanding, building on that chemistry, and enflaming the spark between us. We both have our own defense mechanisms that frustrate the other completely, but let's not let them damage whatever this is. You are the only one who has ever called me out on mine and made me address them. I in turn have never opened up and been this vulnerable with someone either... 

We have both been let down in our pasts, and must know this is going to be different...I am not those women and you are not those men. My darling, you are precious to me and I would never do anything that would hurt you. Let's just take the chance to see what happens because no matter what at the very least we end up with a close, caring friend for life. 

We are both very busy and have our own complicated lives, I just want the chance to be together for a moment in time, because never knowing and living in a state of wondering "what if" is not something I can do. Life is too short not to grab what happiness and pleasure we can, even if just once. We will always have the happy memories of it. I want time alone from the rest of the world with the man who makes me smile by just thinking about him.  The caring, smart, funny, sexy, and passionate man who causes my mind and body to feel this way. What we have is something that can be experienced and shared together; not an intense buildup that stays bottled up for a lifetime, never to be released. 

My darling dear, it all comes down to this...I am just a lady standing here in front of the man she wants, asking a him to come away with her...

Fireside

The winter's morning light is just barely breaking through the bedroom window as I stretch my naked, sated body under the covers; the thought of night before brings a schoolgirl blush to my cheeks and smile to my face. I rollover to your side of our bed, only to find you gone. Hearing movement downstairs, I pull the down blanket around my body and head that way. My breath catches as I step into the doorway, taken aback by the sight of my lover standing in front of the roaring fire. Your back to me, your strong, gorgeous body glowing against the light of the fire; I am drawn to you, as if being pulled by some unknown force that wants me to interrupt your time alone.

As I wrap my arms around you from behind and the blanket falls from my shoulders; I  feel your body relax at my touch. My body pressing to yours, I began to kiss your strong shoulders as my hands caress the front of your body. I lean up, kiss your neck, and whisper "good morning, my sexy lover" while nibbling your ear.  My hands roam over your shoulders, down your strong chest and abs; loving the feel of your skin under my hands.  My hands trace over the body that I love, the body that brings me so much pleasure. My hands slide down finding you ready for me and all the wicked thoughts I have for you. As I take you in my hand, I feel your body tighten with excitement and hear the breath escape your lips. As I my touch grows more purposeful, you grab my wrist removing my hand from you and turning around to pull me roughly to you.

Holding me tightly to you, you see the surprised, excited look in my eyes; you smile wickedly as if daring me to challenge and say "I will be taking control now, we have all day, and I will show you, that you are mine." I smile back & say "make me yours, own me." I cling to your shoulders as you kiss me hungrily, as if we have been apart for months. I meet your mouth probing, tasting, engulfing the mouth that completely undoes me with its touch. Giving as much as am taking from you. Skin on skin, our bare bodies fit together perfectly, feeling each  other's excitement growing, our kisses become frantic, hands roaming, bodies pressing tightly together.  The heat from us matching that of the roaring fire.

Our need to consume each other so intense, you break our kiss, and never taking your eyes from mine you lay me down on the blanket in front of the fire. I lay there my body illuminated by the blaze; you stand above me, eyes traveling over what is yours, smiling. I watch you, my anticipation growing, my eyes find yours pleading for you to join me. You finally relent and join me, covering my body with yours. Holding my face, kissing me, your lips move to kiss & nibble my neck.  You kiss up to my ear and whisper, "hope you weren't planning anything today, because you aren't moving from in front of this fire." I hold your face and kiss you before you begin to descend your way down my body.  Your mouth travels over my body & back again, branding every inch of my skin as yours, devouring me, causing me to cry out for you over and over.

When your your mouth has had its fill of me and your body can take no more, you come back and  meet my gaze and hold it as you fill me completely. My arms hold you tighter, never wanting this moment to end. Lovers alone, connected as no other, completing each other, spending the entire day together enjoying each
other over and over.

The Couple in the Back

The sexy couple at the back of the restaurant intrigued every customer that evening. Older patrons longingly miss what they have & the younger ones enviously want it. They linger over glasses of wine, oblivious to the busy world around them. A shared knowing look, a stolen kiss, a secret touch thought to be all their own; yet also revealing to this attentive audience: the deep connection, intense attraction, & unadulterated passion for one another.  
His hand caressing her smooth, sleek, tanned leg, pushing her RED wrap dress higher with each touch, almost revealing the RED lace underneath. She's settled in his shoulder and arm; her hand not leaving his thigh, branding his body as her's alone.
So lost in their secret language of love they don't notice they are the last customers and it's time to continue this elsewhere. They walk the short way home arm in arm stopping briefly for a quick kiss or touch along the way. The kisses grow hungrier with each taste. The touches more urgent. Their bodies more responsive. The need to be out of those clothes greater. Just skin on skin...bodies that fit perfectly together...that anticipate & know the other's need. 
As soon as they step inside her RED wrap dress falls to the floor, leaving her barely covered by bits of exquisite red lace. He reaches out to grab her, hold her to him, and desperately remove what separates her wonderful places from his mouth, hands, touch & him. She slides just out of his grasp  and with a coy look turns and says follow me. He does just that, hell at this moment now he would follow her anywhere. 

She leads him to their bedroom standing seductively at the foot of the bed; as he moves closer she takes his face in her hands and begins to kiss him. Slowly at first, etching the touch of her lips to his memory. Light kisses all over his lips, tracing the outline of his lips with her finger, sucking his bottom lip between hers, opening her mouth and devouring his. All the while, her hands skimming & tracing the body that she loves so much through his clothes. Feeling his excitement growing she continues her hungry assault on his mouth and begins to slowly remove his clothing, her hands roaming over each inch of newly revealed skin. His upper body bare, she steps back & removes the lace separating her lush chest from his. 
Her hands snake around is neck and run through his hair as she traces up his jawline with kisses, kissing and nibbling his ear she whispers "your are all mine tonight, let me take care of you, my precious lover". Giving his ear one more kiss and earlobe a gentle suck, she kisses her way back to his mouth, her hands nimbly undoing his belt and pants. She makes her way to his other ear kissing & nibbling her way there to say "it's all about your pleasure first, relax I am in control." 
With that last kiss and gentle suck on his earlobe his final garment falls to the floor and she steps back to survey his gorgeous body in all it's glory. Never taking her eyes off his, she removes her last, small, damp piece of lace; leaving her standing before him in only her heels. She steps forwards his arms lock around her waist, their burning skin finally meets, and they kiss. Smiling as the continue to kiss, she pushes him gently back to sit on the bed, she then bends down to remove his shoes and clothes all the way.While there she catches eye and places and elegant hand on his leg, the touch electrifying...replacing her hand with her luscious mouth, the path to releasing his pleasure begins...


to be continued...

Forces at work...

Out of Porter's five forces, the threat of substitute products is the one I can relate to. As a Southern lady, we are  expertly skilled in the art of feminine warfare from an early age. I know how to defend and keep what is MINE. The worst thing is someone who lies about a substitute product, trust me I know...and can tell when there is one. 

I do not enjoy asinine competitions and games. It all comes down to either you want me or you don't, very simple. Therefore, if you are not sure if you do or can not decide if you do, I would rather bow out gracefully like the lady I am, rather than continue with the nonsensical drama. No one wants to be "plan B" or stick around where they are unwanted.

Do your sexual fantasies ever scare you?

The fantasies themselves do not scare me, the desires, hungers, wants, and needs brought about by them for the person however do sometimes scare me. In the fact they become so strong.

My fantasies revolve around the person I am interested in or with at the time, yes there fantasies about things I have never done or always wanted to try; but all in they focus on being with a specifice someone. I have found sex is more about the connection & closeness with my partner rather than swinging from the ceiling or whatever the new thing is. Sex is an intimate act shared by lovers who respect & care for each other, it's not something I enter into lightly or offer just any man. Fantasizing about the person I'm actually with makes each time together that more exciting & powerful.

Darling, anything you want to know?

Describe your oral technique:

My technique is amazing. Trust me, I have moves you've never seen. Moves that would involve all of you and my hands, too. Moves you would be shocked that a proper Southern Belle would know these moves and be so proficient at them. A mouth that would take you deep and to the point of know return; leaving you spent and fully satisfied, wondering if that really just happened. You or any man would be lucky to experience it and to be able move my long blonde hair back to watch as my body knelt naked before you.

By the way, have you seen my red lips? Just imagine...


I would definitely move to the HEAD of your class, Professor!

"Going Up"

Her body quaked with nervous excitement as she entered the room, almost a month had passed since she had been at this same place and now had to make it through this reception with all the composure she could muster.

As she made the rounds, all the necessary mingling and small talk with clients; she felt as though she was being watched...her body grew warmer as she felt eyes pour over her as if on display in middle of room. She turned to find the source of the heat; and there he was cool & collected as always. His calmness only made her desire stronger...how could he stand there politely drinking his gin and tonic, discussing the client's new business plan when all she wanted was to tear every piece of clothing from that tan, strong body she so loved; right here in front of everyone in room claiming it as her own.

Her body was on fire as she tried to calmly sip her dirty martini and contribute to the conversation, nodding & smiling along (the smile  bc of all the lovely, wicked ideas she had for later). She looked up to find those sexy, smiling eyes boring into her, she nodded appearing as normal as 2 colleagues acknowledging each other; but she knew that look. Her lover's look that said YOU are leaving with me & YOU are mine. I own you.

The warmer her body grew the more she sipped; she would have to excuse herself soon for tonight was not the time for her senses to be dulled by drink. She politely excused herself when the discussion turned to whether the CEO was getting the new E series in red. As the group dwindled, she decided to make her escape. Quickly scanning the room for the cause of aching need; not seeing him she begin to make her way to elevator and room. The faster her tan, lean legs walked, the stronger the ache grew. She thought this was just like him...deny her & make her wait for the thing she wanted, she needed, HIM. Her quick, determined steps drowning sounds of anyone else in hallway and her hunger blinding her to sight of anyone passing. 

Her body was alive! Every nerve ending on edge; nerve endings she didn't knew existed unless touch She became more & more undone by thoughts of his kiss, hands, skin, body, eyes, voice and that mind(that totally got her).

Heady from her thoughts & vodka, her surroundings faded away as she waited for the elevator. Impatiently reached for the button again, her hand was covered by another and she felt warm breath on her neck as she heard "going up?".  She jerked back to reality, knowing that voice and hand anywhere, causing her to lose balance and back into her lover's body. An arm moved quickly around to steady her, but not fast enough for her not to notice his evident state of excitement. 

His hand pulled her into the elevator quickly shutting the doors before they could be joined. Her mind raced, her body began to react in this close proximity to the object of her desire and affection; he grabbed her by waist, pulling her tightly to him, his hands moved to sides of her face as he began to devour her perfect pouty mouth. She locked her arms around him to steady herself. As he smiled wickedly and reached out to press the stop button her body melted into his...

Soundtrack for Our Road Trip

"You and I are forced to drive across country together. You only have time to hastily grab one CD to listen to. Which one is it?"


Forced? Are we at gunpoint? If you want to go across country with me darling, just ask...

I would grab Van Morrison "Still on Top" his Greatest Hits...mix of fun sexy songs. Perfect for a road trip, some examples include:

"Brown-Eyed Girl", "Bright Side of the Road" and "Domino"-perfect for singing along when on the open road

"Have I told you, Lately", "Moondance", and "Crazy Love"-for lovers who want to dance outside by the car

"Into the Mystic" and "Tupelo Honey"-when the time comes that we can not wait any longer to be together and must make passionate love.


Thanks for question, I am now in the mood...



the mood to "rock your gypsy soul" while listening to Van that is.

Happy Birthday, Darling.

A long weekend for your birthday...past few weeks have been hectic, barely time to really talk much less just have time for us. That ends now.

I softly knock on the door of your office around 5 on Friday (our bags packed and in the car). Hear that familiar voice say "come in", smiling as I see you still working & on the phone, not realizing it's me. I love watching you work...so serious, a glimpse of this other side of you. I quietly close your office door, you look up from your phone conversation, that sexy smile motioning me over, and raising a curious eyebrow at my attire. I sit on the edge of your desk in my short black trench and heels as you finish up your conversation. You wrap up the conversation quickly, smiling mischievously as your eyes give me the once over, and you pull me into your lap for a long kiss. A breathy whispery kiss on your ear, tells you "it's your birthday weekend & I'm part of your present." We hurry arm in arm to the car, laughing & kissing the whole way, you still have no idea where we are going...I drive, your hand on my leg the whole time. We are going to hole up at the new boutique hotel in the next town for the weekend. The heat from your hand on my skin driving me crazy...we barely get out of the car & headed up to the room(not to mention the steamy elevator ride). Finally alone in the room, I turn around and remove my coat...it falls to the floor, revealing only a bow in your favorite color...showing off more than it covers. You can't have me in your arms fast enough and your birthday celebration begins right there...

Dinner in the room: your favorite birthday meal,a nice bottle of wine, me for dessert, & the other part of your gift...tickets to a game at one of the sporting venues on your list...Enjoy! Happy Birthday, my love.

We spend the next days blissfully alone, in bed laughing, talking, kissing, touching, & everything lovers do when they have 2 days alone...oblivious to the rest of world.

Knock at the Door

"You are alone, feeling incredibly vulnerable, lonely and aroused. It's 2:00 a.m. and there is a violent knock on your door. You are scared, but intrigued. What happens next?"


I get out of bed, throw on my black silk robe over my unclothed body and answer door. I open it to find my lover there...his sexy eyes wild & crazy with desire. I try to speak, but he silences me with a passionate, searching kiss. I meet his mouth with the same urgent need. The door is barely closed before I am backed against it and my robe has fallen to the floor. Hands & mouths roaming & kissing hungrily; bodies needing to be released by the only one who can. He looks into my eyes(that he reads so well), I smile and say "you know the only thing I want is you, lover".

The next thing I know, I am in his arms being carried back to bed...

Good Morning, my darling.

Good morning, my darling...to awaken curled up with you, seeing your handsome face with the kind,deep,seductive eyes...smiling at you...I get to be the one waking up with you. Mmmm. What a nice morning.

The long weekend...Part 1

I slide back into my seat just as the fasten seat belt light comes on. The pilot announces our descent…my body fills with nervousness and finally those nerves fade to pure excitement as the first wheel hits the ground. This is our second meeting and first long weekend together. There is no doubt the attraction & chemistry are there, have been from moment we met & began this, but will they last…

This weekend is a very defining moment, we finally found time in our hectic lives to be together, just us…the rest of the world fallen away…our weekend to

Seduction Part One

It is finally here, the weekend I have been planning for weeks, have gone over every last detail so many times; thinking it would never arrive. The weekend I meet the wonderful, sexy man who has engulfed my thoughts, dreams, & world the past few weeks...truly we both thought this would never happen this fast. Luckily an unexpected business trip brought us closer and we have decided to meet in a nearby small resort town where my family has a place.

Standing outside the security gates, I excitedly await the arrival of your flight; dressed in a perfect fitting red & black silk wrap dress. This dress is the stuff men dream of...hugs just the right curves, low enough for you to beg to see more, & the right length to show-off my sleek, still tan legs. Not to mention the perfect "CFM" black heels that add about 4 inches to my 5'5" frame.

Any nervousness escapes as I see you round the corner; I would recognize the strong curve of your face & those eyes anywhere; not too mention the body that has filled my recent dreams. A slow wide smile spreads across my perfectly red lips & eyes light up, recognition is instant when you catch my eye in the crowd and we quickly move towards each other. Barely inches apart all sound has escaped me; as you wrap your arms around my waist and hold my body to yours, I look into your eyes and manage a whispery "hello, lover". My hands snake up around your neck as you pull me tighter to you and we start to kiss. We stay this way as long as decency allows in an airport terminal. We walk to the car wrapped together, ignorant of the rest of world.

Tonight are heading to a quaint, cozy local restaurant. You patiently sip your gin & tonic as you wait for me to finish dressing. When I enter the room, you realize it was all worth the wait...This red dress with black seamed stockings is the kind of dress that inspires men to do great things, write romantic movies, songs, & words. It conceals enough to be tasteful but reveals enough to be able to say "look guys, I go home with her".

We walk arm in arm to our destination talking & touching on the way.  We are seated together on the banquette side of room, all the better for those light touches, glances, seductive whispers, & stolen kisses. We enjoy a wonderful meal(sharing bites of each other's), nice bottle of wine, & each other. I love being this close to you, see your eyes as you talk or laugh, see you smile, hear your voice grow deeper as you relax, watch your face change as you talk ab things you love...just to be this close finally sharing the same air, tucked into your arm by the end, and feel the warmth of you close to me. Time comes to go, heady from the wine & close company we are very playful and forward on our walk back.  Touching, kissing, & laughing the whole way. Our desires take over as we fumble for the keys. Before I open the door, I kiss you slowly & deeply to slow things down. I open door and lead you to the bedroom...you would follow my fabulous legs in those black seamed stockings anywhere...stand before you and slowly remove my dress. Letting it fall to the floor...revealing the most exquisite set of black garters, stockings, and top trimmed in red...you gaze longingly at my body; eyes learning every inch, before pulling me to you kissing me hard & inhaling my perfume. We settle in for a night of exploring bodies, passion,  & total satisfaction...

A KISS is never just a Kiss

Do you know what it is like to have the perfect day & perfect kiss, the come to find out that was the last time you will really kiss that person for life??


I began to stir from, eyes fluttering open to find the deep blue eyes of the one I love watching me. We exchanged pet names as we moved closer, he was a good bit taller & my head fit perfectly under his chin. With a kiss on the forehead at my hair, came the words I think it's going to rain today. Lately, we had been praying for rain because it meant we could be together (it was my slow time of year, but he had won a good many new contracts & too many new crews to supervise) so rainy days were our time. I snuggled in and mumbled let me check my desk & see when I can get away, love. We avoided getting out of bed until the latest we could.

By the 10 am the bottom had dropped out & the phone rang, just by the first sound of the voice, I was smiling, "meet me in Canton" he said. Canton was his house in the country, mine was the city-so we lived between them. By the time, I arrived there was just a light rain on the tin roof, the sound heavenly.

Unfortunately today would not be one filled private time for lovers, we had things to do, but now could take our time and steal glances, kisses, touches, and snuggles while doing so. We were packing our stuff & his girls for an important event.

I had planned to be gone by 5 and back at my house, but the day lazed on and grew harder to part (he & the girls were staying at his mother's that night). The lights across the front of the house, meant the inevitable as we were being playful in the kitchen.  His ex-wife was bringing the girls back...the exchange was brief, the girls thrilled to be home with us. We spent a bit playing & lazing with the girls avoiding...the inevitable

It was a sweet slow kiss at first, growing deeper, hungrier, & more urgent-we had never kissed like this in front of the girls before with this aching desire & passion, the spell began to weaken as I felt those chubby 2 year old arms wrap around my leg, we pulled our lips apart breathless eyes locked for a moment; not taking his touch from me as I scooped to pick up sweet baby girl. She & I snuggled into those arms as he kissed my forehead and hair; then we were joined by big sister, and the four of us stood snuggled tight forgetting the outside world, under that tin roof in the rain; the family we hoped we were soon to become...

A ridiculous accident has transformed you into a 3-dimensional cartoon figure which you will remain for life. Who are you?

After great consideration, I have narrowed it down to two...flip a coin & you decide

1. Cinderella-After the slipper fits of course! She's has Prince Charming, a fairy Godmother, those mice that sing & clean, the birds that sew, carriages, castles, & those fabulous Glass Slippers!

Or

2. Jessica Rabbit-That hair, that dress, those curves-Those Curves in that Dress & she can sing!!! Wowzers. I could probably lay on a piano and be adored by men the rest of my days...but the rabbit husband is gone!

So am I blonde princess or a seductive, curvy redhead? You decide...

Darling, anything you want to know?

Lost with You

I want your lips on my lips,

your  hand holding my hand,

your strong body against the curves of mine,

your breath on my ear as you whisper your plans for me,

your hands & lips all over me,

your skin against my skin,

to look into your eyes,

to touch you,

to feel your touch on me,

to hear your voice,

to hear you say my name,

to hear me say your name,

to be totally lost with you.