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L'aperitif  

wickedeasy 70F  
10697 posts
2/13/2017 11:54 am
L'aperitif

The room was painted a deep flat green, over the bed a ceiling fan, a bronze shaded lamp sat on a black lacquered table to its side casting the dimmest of sepia light. A large mirrored vanity was to the right. His hand swept across the carefully placed items.

He took off his travelling clothes, slipping into light jersey pants, adjusted the heat to 75. He stood, savoring the moment.

She walked in, barefoot, wearing a kimono. He could smell the scent of her hair, then her perfume, then her. She was aroused…He tried not to react. He wanted to throw her on the bed.. but the other part? Oh, the other part, wanted to make her wait, make her plead, make her beg….

She assumed the first position. He smiled. When she licked her lips, He reached for the bed post, seeking the control He would need.

He moved to stand in front of her. He could feel her breath through the soft jersey of his pants. His hand rested on her hair. He could feel her trembling, as he opened the robe, exposing her body.

“High kneel presentation”

She moved into position with her hands locked behind her neck. He moved the kimono back, using the tie to hold it behind her. He picked up a long bamboo<b> caning </font></b>rod, running it through His hands, hardening when he heard her breath alter. Now behind her, he allowed himself to smile. Unhooking her arms, he pulled the kimono loose, tossing it aside. Her body reacted with a quake. The silence in the room lengthened.

“Stand”



He held out a hand, she took it, rose, feet apart, and hands by her side, eyes lowered.

“Have you arranged a place where you will be able to hold on securely?”

She closed the bedroom door. He smiled at her ingenuity.

“It’s a bit tight”.

“The dresser rolls back Sir.”

Ah, good. He placed her hands into the apparatus, pulled her body away from the door, settling her legs, spreading them wide.

His hands moved under her body, roughly over her nipples, down her belly.

She was ready. Dinner would have to wait.

You cannot conceive the many without the one.


author51 57F
104723 posts
2/13/2017 12:44 pm

Oh I had just such a kimono. given to me for a wedding gift from my ex's Ojisan and Obasan .I wish my ex had not been so vanilla of a lover......lol.

One can never have too much JOY in their life..

TOUCH ME TUESDAY AND SO IT BEGINS


spunkycumfun 60M/65F  
36111 posts
2/13/2017 1:37 pm

If not a honeymoon, is it an affair?


wickedeasy replies on 2/14/2017 2:22 pm:
no..........

goodatpoetry2 70M
16558 posts
2/13/2017 2:01 pm

And be reheated, of course.


wickedeasy replies on 2/14/2017 2:23 pm:
oh, i'm sure she would have made accommodation for that possibility

HamburgDave2 77M
16528 posts
2/13/2017 2:20 pm

Dinner can wait untill tomorrow

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wickedeasy replies on 2/14/2017 2:23 pm:
or at least until much later.....I so agree

sweet_VM 62F
81123 posts
2/13/2017 2:43 pm

beautiful .. dinner can wait hugsssssssss V

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wickedeasy replies on 2/14/2017 2:24 pm:
yes, of course.......there are other appetites to be appeased

lindoboy100 57M
22636 posts
2/13/2017 4:08 pm

Phew! Not many shades of grey here McWickster!!

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wickedeasy replies on 2/14/2017 2:25 pm:
well Lindo, that book was not a very good indicator of bdsm, truth be told. it's much more erotic and much less psychotic.

azriel1970 50M

2/13/2017 8:22 pm

Now there is a visual. I agree dinner would have to wait....


wickedeasy replies on 2/14/2017 2:26 pm:
good idea azriel. i'm sure Sir would concur.

tickles4us 58M
7223 posts
2/14/2017 1:34 pm

A nice warm dinner is so welcoming but priorities are priorities.

Vive La Difference


wickedeasy replies on 2/14/2017 2:26 pm:
true tickles. it is best to set one's priorities early on.

christylovesfun 47F  
16880 posts
2/14/2017 11:22 pm

Mercy! The anticipation of those moments!

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety. Other women cloy
The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry
Where most she satisfies. For vilest things
Become themselves in her, that the holy priests
Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra


wickedeasy replies on 2/15/2017 11:01 am:
yes, I love the moment right before. when you're so ripe, like a plum ready to split open. remarkable isn't it?

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