Arrrgghhh. It’s so frustrating. Here I am again, looking at the cursor but thinking about you. This monitor has become so invaluable these last few days displaying your voice, your love. “Goodnight, Baby. I love you”

Sweetie,
Been checking all evening wondering when you will awaken. Are you off to work already? Or are you still asleep? Dreaming of me? I’m not working this week. Have a break. Will be watching, hoping . . . wanting to see you. I’m still awake thinking of you. You are intoxicating, addicting..


I stealthily walk into your bedroom. I see him sleeping on his side facing away from you. He’s breathing heavily, deeply asleep. I walk to your side of the bed. You look so ***** and so at peace. How do you do that?

My desire for you is too strong. I don’t care that he’s there. I slowly, quietly slide myself upon you and cover your mouth with my mouth. Rubbing my lips upon yours, I kiss you tenderly. You start to respond then stop until you rapturously move your lips in response to mine without even opening your eyes, you know it is me. Your hands wrap around my head drawing me closer, your want being understood through your kiss. I slide my hands up under your shirt finding your warm, soft *****. I move down your body, your legs part telling me your mine. My fingers tickle your tummy as they push your shirt up. I hungrily envelop my lips around your nipple. I suck, I lick and I flick my tongue. You lean your chest to me wanting all of you in my mouth. My breath is hot, my mouth aflame. I go to your other breast grabbing the one I just left. I make love to both of your lovely *****. Your ***** are so soft, so sweet, so home. I rub my face against them from side to side rubbing your nipples. You writhe in passionate pleasure. A quiet moan escapes your lips; you bite your arm to squelch the sounds of love. Your hips start to dance the dance of intimacy. You are aroused, more than heightened. You are hungry. He stirs. We stop. His deep breathing returns.

I continue loving you, loving your bountiful *****. Your heaving chest matches the movements of my mouth creating a perfect harmony.

“Baby,” you whisper, “I love what you’re doing to me but there’s not much time.” “Mmmmph.” I reply.

You giggle as my butterfly kisses stream over your tummy. My tongue dallies around your belly button. You push my head down, your desire expressively being urgent. My hands move to remove your pj’s. I trace my tongue down your hip followed by my lips softly caressing your skin. Your breathing anticipating my touch rushes shallow and erratic. The undulation of your hips displays your fire. I watch you smile as my hands sensually pull your pj’s down; I take your panty too with my mouth. I can smell your sweetness causing my mouth to water. I don’t wait. I don’t tease. He’s there so I know my time is limited.

Your legs open wider, almost touching him. But you don’t care. All you can think about is my touch, my tongue, my love. Your hands grasp the sheets as my tongue parts your luscious lips. You are full and firm, your essence oozing.
I lick you from your core moving lightly through your lips to your swollen throbbing nub. You raise your hip wanting me to feel all of you. I do it again. So do you.

It’s too much. You’re too much. I can’t wait any longer. My desire is too strong–I’m being selfish, I’m sorry–but I need to taste you, feel you in my mouth to nibble on you, suck on you. The hunger is dire; I must eat you now. I dive into your core with my tongue pulsing it in and out. I press my face to you going deeper. You wrap your legs around my neck. I lift your hips off the bed; I’m on my knees. You stifle your groans, bite into your pillow. I smile a ***** smile, a sly smile. I set you down and thrust 3 fingers into you. You react by casting the pillow away to look at me. I can see the pleasure pouring from your eyes. You watch me, satisfying you, being gratified myself by eating at your garden. I am feasting on the fabulous bounty.

You whisper, I can’t hear it. The melody in my heart is mesmerizing. I feel you get even harder, tensing, screaming you’re near. I know you don’t want to ***** yet, you want to bathe in the sea of love, but you know our time is short. You grab my hair, the pull hurts but it’s good. I go faster and faster with my tongue. And then I do it. I suck hard on your *****, willing you, vacuuming you into my mouth. Your body explodes in a multitude of sensations. You stiffen, not wanting the bed to move, but you’re feeling everything, every minute vibration coursing through your nerve endings. Ecstasy, love, fulfillment, completeness. I stop thrusting and slide up your body. I hold you as your body calms. I go up on my elbows looking into your eyes deliberately. You look at me; no need for words. We kiss tenderly, sweetly. You hold me tight. I lift off of you, our hands clasped. I walk backwards, our arms outstretched, our fingertips stretching, yearning for the last touch. I bring my hand to my mouth and blow you a kiss. I wink at you, ’til next time Babe………………

He still sleeps.