"The massage where the only language is touch"
This is perhaps the most intensely erotic experience I have ever enjoyed.It was a bitterly cold day outside but the wood fire and hot bath generated comforting warmth. Her silent treatment was, for me, a meditation on pleasure. The biggest...
"Distraction on my morning walk"
She walks past my door8 am every day.In her jogging pants. I first noticed heron my morning power walk.A tall slim woman. The cut of those pantsdraws my eyes to hips that sway.A beckoning bum. My heart rate quickensas her pace outstrips my...
"Inspired by fact; embellished by fantasy"
Her red leather chair has no armrests and is the perfect design for Yab-yum.Were I a few years younger, her willingness to straddle me would demand a risk assessment! Yet she readily accepts my invitation to sit together. Adopting Yab-yum...
"A true story of discovery"
‘Let's try yoni meditation,’ she said. It turned out to be nothing like what I was expecting that day, nor since.Yoni: such an appealing Sanscrit word. But its male counterpart, lingam, holds no appeal for me. Earlier she had drawn...