A Late HNT Story - Happy Friday Afternoon

I can feel your warm breath on my neck as we hug; your strong, muscular arms wrapped around me make my body feel tiny by comparison. Your eyes, kind and generous, meet mine. I can see that you have more in mind than just a hug. Our lips meet for the first time, touching softly at first. They pull apart slightly only to dive back together as the intensity grows. As my hands reach to pull your shirt off you break away. My body aches for you but your touch tells me this night was meant to go slowly.

You stand behind me, unbuttoning my blouse as your lips start at my ear and find their way down my neck. When you reach the tender spot, my favorite spot, I let out a soft moan. You softly laugh in recognition that you’ve found it and memorized it’s location for later. Your lips make their way from my neck to my shoulder as my blouse lands on the floor. I can feel your strong hands rubbing against the soft skin of my arms. I am relaxed from the softness of your touch and, at the same time, on fire from the knowledge that this journey has just begun.