Rub Me.
I'd like to give you a little somethin sexy, to perk up your mind.
Who am I kidding? I'd like to feel a little somethin sexy. But I don't. I'm working, driving the boy around, moving furniture, raking leaves . . .
. . .I'm tired!
What I'd really like is the command 'Come with me into the bedroom.' I'd obey. You'd say 'Undress please.' I would. 'Lie down please.' I'm prone. You'd straddle my back and massage the tired, aching, fucking weary muscles of my back with your strong, lithe hands. My thoughts would wander. I'd stare into space.
Kind of like now with me and the computer screen. Tired.
Going to bed, thinking about that massage.
4 Comments:
Massage sounds awesome . . . but what do we do if "it moves?"
XO
LOL
My strong hands and knowledge of deep muscle anatomy have gotten me laid more times than wit and charm ever did.
You guys have the funniest euphamisms -- "It" -- "Wit and Charm" -- for your parts.
Baddump-Crash!
Wrygirl, ladies and gentlemen! Let's have a big round of applause. She'll be here all week. Don't forget to tip your wait staff.
;-)
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