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    Her hands

    Story written on June 17, 2011 by kins40.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=77645
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    Single chapter – one off

    But with her hands……
    She guards what is rightfully hers and that I would never deny her, with zealous enthusiasm, letting her hands snake along my lower back to let them understand that she is the sole custodian of my affections.
    Equally though, when her character just flips out and lets out a hell storm, her hands demonstrate just as vehemently as her voice that I am in trouble. 
    She is upset, there is tension in her voice. Her hands are moving fast, pointing, admonishing and sentencing. 
    My hands will be pleading and  bearers of gifts and the walls of silence her hands have built will eventually tumble and they will be forgiving again.
    And by her hands…she will assuage
    My working day had just been awful.
    I drove home that night depressed but at the same time feeling almost murderous. 
    Strings of expletives became my sole companion in the car as I growled at  everything and everyone around me because they had the audacity to even exist.
    I got home and out of the car, marching up the driveway, a scowl on my face and an imaginary black cloud hanging over my head. 
    I suppose the way the front door opened, nearly flying of the hinges, immediately  slamming back shut and the sound of keys and briefcase being unceremoniously thrown rather than placed down quietly, alerted Tina that all was not well in my world. 
    She appeared into the hall to confirm her thoughts and took one look at me without saying a word. Her head tilted to the side, her eyes narrowed slightly, in that silent way she has to appraise any situation. 
    She disappeared from view leaving me alone with my bad mood to slump down on the sofa with a heavy frustrated sigh.
    She reappeared a little while later as I was about to help myself to a large Scotch.  She gently took the heavy crystal tumbler away from me and took my hand in hers. She had yet to utter a word to me but  in all honesty all I had managed to utter to her were grunts of discontent. 
    I followed her willingly and she led me to our bedroom where she proceeded to undress me.  I misread her intention when I leaned in to kiss her and she pushed me away tenderly, shaking her head. 
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    2. Am I first?… Well, aren’t I your nb 1 fan anyway? All I can say is… AMAZING!! Would it be silly to say that I almost felt that scalp massage? And god knows I LOOOOVE scalp massages!!!… Who doesn’t? You know that already, bud god do I love your writing!!… That was beautiful, and that’s the understatement of the year! You just demonstrated how magic and powerful hands can be! Oh, and what a beautiful tribute to champagne as well! You wrote it wonderfully!! Bravo my friend, amazing one-off!… But to be honest, I never really had a doubt… ;) Thanks!

    5. My lovely Kins, you have been gone too long. I want a reply lol. I was wondering if you cared to co-write with me? I have been scared to ask :/ that’s why it’s not in your PM. Awesomely beautiful. I want her hands on me. Forget eyes are the window to the soul, our hands are the depth to our undying love. Caramel x

    10. Kins40 – Amazingly beautiful. I really love how you keep the beauty, respect and gracefulness of these two lovers especially in their most intimate moments. Glad you came back with a new one as you are one of a few that keep me here.

    11. Hi Kins40! :-) What a nice surprise to see your posting! Immediately read it and oh boy!… Must savor every bit of it as it was so deep in details and real!! And how do you do that?! :-p it’s “only” about hands some more! … ;-) thanks for beautiful writing for the weekend :-)

    12. Thank you for this fabulous description of Tibette’s happinessf rom the moment they met to Angelica’s birth.You have your way with words which I admire and envie. Thank you for this beautifultibute to our most famous couple. Thank you.

    17. Yay, you’re back! The love, tenderness and the emotional connection the two women share, you captured it all. You do know how awesome you are? Please write a story for each of your other top four of the most satisfying actions. Pretty please?

    24. Kins40, that was extraordinarily exquisite. you gave us almost their entire lives in five pages. They were the most beautiful, loving, gentle, intimate, respectful and sensuous descriptions of a lovers hands I’ve ever read anywhere. You do have a way with words. There were very few words spoken by either of them, yet you gave us what it was all about in the description, “LOVE,” almighty love and understanding of the love shared by two deeply connected people that doesn’t require words to convey the love shared between them, just that very special touch that says everything. Without a word of abuse, degradation, s&m, bdsm, not even anything that could be construed as nc-17, yet you gave us everything that we needed to know by just describing how much they loved and cared for one another almost without saying a word. Thanks so much for bringing us this very beautifully loving story.

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