I Thought About You Today

I thought about you today.

Our morning began with a tender kiss and your hand upon my cheek, softly brushing the morning sleep from my eyes.

I shuddered this morning, laying in the enveloping warmth of the downy quilt, my body tingling in anticipation of your love making.

You touched every part of me, intimately and lovingly, sensuously thrilling my wants and needs.

You were tentative and gentle, then aggressive and rough, but you were always loving.

I thought about you today. I felt myself get wet just thinking about you today. I had to excuse myself and go to the ladies room and I touched myself, reliving your titillating manipulation of that oh-so-tender spot as if you were there beside me.

I came back flushed from the ladies room and the pleasure was so enveloping, like your arms when you held me possessively before I showered. I know my eyes were bright from passion and my lips were smiling in eager anticipation of the next memory.

I thought about you today. All the way home and sitting in traffic I gazed around me bemusedly, still glowing from your sizzling mouth as you tasted of me, pleasured me, sent me spiraling to the heavens. Oh, yeah, I thought about you a lot today.

I'm almost home now, and I'll be thinking about you all night, are you ready?