Simple Pleasures Game

His strong hand at the small of my back.

gently moving towards the nape of my neck, caressing it's way up, and meeting it's destination while drawing circles..... Ah!! the simple pleasure of his touch!!
 
That velvety feel of her hair as it slips in between his hands, the thick aroma of her shampoo seeking his nose, the soft curls glimmering in the orange light, the silent beating of her hair on the back of my hand, .... Ah! the simple pleasures of her hair.That velvety feel of her hair as it slips in between his hands.


Sorry. I couldn't write about the hair in the scalp, immediately after the hand was near her pubic hair. -- scorpio
 
watching

watching megan sliding her stockings up her legs..perched on the bed..while im lying there...
knowing her "effect" on me
 
It wasn't going to be a stocking day - but I do like having an effect on you, Jojo. ;)


The "effect" of her standing by the door; beckoning me with her radiant, blue eyes to join her, even if it is only for a piece of yesterday's fish steak or a warm cup of coffee; with that simple smile that always invites me to go to any place that she will point me to; that elegant, slender hand resting on the door way, raising her left breast a bit more, as if she believes that that one-quarter inch of an uplift can pleasure me more than her other bent arm cajoling me to look at her hips; that casual stance with her slender front leg pointing at me and the other leg's toe pointing me to where she wants me to be, as if the subtle position of her toes is all that is needed to convince me that she needs me wherever she goes; ah! ... that simple pleasure of her presence!!

Huh! I can't believe what I ended up writing. It's about 150 words in that single sentence, and the damn thing still looks incomplete, as if she is expecting more from the narrator than her lover realizes.
Tell me whether this sounds good or absolute junk; and any pointers to make it look better. (Please PM me, if you are reading this one week after the post.)

--scorpio
 
Being told I did a superb job organizing and putting on my daughters' baby shower. Also being told by several guests that it was the best Baby shower/party they had ever been too, from the decorations to the food to the cake to the invited guests. :nana:
 
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Her chirpy voice, as she talks endlessly during our morning walks.
 
a ceiling fan and heavy covers

sunday afternoons under the sun

fruit wine and sub-mason dixon line living.
 
The cup of black coffee that awaits me when I open my eyes.
 
Hearing him bust out laughing at one of my insane impersonations! :D

Knowing I can't walk past him with out him wrapping his arms around me and massaging both breasts-lol:devil:

Wishing my BFF and I could have a LONG conversation on the phone (hint hint I'll leave my number--again--on your PM) Love ya GF:kiss:
 
better still, a gentle shoulder massage as cold beer seeps down the throat.
 
Hearing him bust out laughing at one of my insane impersonations! :D

Knowing I can't walk past him with out him wrapping his arms around me and massaging both breasts-lol:devil:

Wishing my BFF and I could have a LONG conversation on the phone (hint hint I'll leave my number--again--on your PM) Love ya GF:kiss:

Talking to my bestie on the phone finally!!!:rose::kiss::heart:
 
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