M Y   D A R L I N G

I now believe what they say about opposites attracting. We are not alike in so many ways and yet I feel so deeply about you, love. I'm flighty and emotional; you are controlled and very cool about your feelings.

I'm spontaneous and you're a thinker. One of the few things we share is our crazy outlook on life, and our love of laughter, and our incredible sexual encounters, of course.

My co-workers are beginning to get suspicious, dear. They know when the yellow roses arrive, that I will immediately be in frenzy for several days.

But, don't stop love. That's such a wonderful way to announce your imminent visit to my city. I always make a place for you in my life. You're never here for long, but with us time and space don't seem to exist.

The cards are safely tucked away in my jewelry box, all of them. "Will arrive tomorrow 6:28PM, flight #128, Love, Peter." I am always afraid I'll be late and miss you at the gate. Just thinking of the nights to come makes me so hot with desire for you.

Sure hope you like the new lingerie I bought to surprise you, darling. Red and filmy, just as you said you liked. With only ribbons to quickly pull open and reach my entire special places.

This should be almost as much fun as the time I wore only a little perfume, high heels and my raincoat to the airport. I loved the expression on your face when I opened the coat in the elevator. That was the time I couldn't wait to taste you and made you thrust me vigoursly in the car.

After we arrive at your hotel room and I slowly strip to the little bra and panties I will help you out of your suit. Out of everything you have on.... and find a way to wrap the velvet around your wrists and ankles. Then I will tie you spread-eagle to the bed. Oh, I'm getting hotter just picturing this.

I intend to tease you with the feather, finding sensitive places you didn't know could feel soooooo good. Like the area just under your scrotum, and the back of your knees, and your sides, oh, mustn't neglect the crack of your buttocks. That will be difficult with you flat on the bed; I'll have to make you raise your hips a little.

When you are begging me for some release and you are rock hard and throbbing, I will straddle your face and let you pull the ribbons on my panties with your teeth.

Allowing them to fall on your face, so you can smell my desire for you. Then if you're really good, I'll move closer and let you taste my hot wet vulva. I so love the way you thrust me with your tongue, darling. And the feel of you as you suck on my clit. Oh, Lord, I can't wait for this.

That should make you very ready for me to move down and lower my very wanting vagina onto your long, thick penis. Pressing down very slowly and letting you feel the smoothness and the tightness of me as you sink deeper inside of me.

I have been practicing and I'm sure I can massage you without moving my hips, lover. Just constricting and releasing my love muscles to make you feel as though my hands are stroking you, but warmer and tighter than you've ever known before.

My doctor explained this to me. He calls it making it wink. I get so wet when I exercise this way, I almost orgasm, myself. There's no doubt I will love this too. I always enjoy the way you fill me so completely that I know I'll hurt afterwards no matter how much lubrication my body has managed to produce.

My hopes are that I can forestall your orgasm for a long time, relaxing the pressure just a bit and making you cry out with desire. Then I will increase it again, letting you reach all but the last plateau and slow down again until you beg me for release from this incredible wanting you will be feeling.

I will reach down and play with your balls as I make you pulse inside of me. You know how you love the way my nails very lightly scrape against each ball and arouse you. Finally, after I have been satisfied sufficiently, (yes, I am a greedy woman), I will give you all you desire and love. Only then I will release your bonds and allow you to touch me with your hands and arms as we kiss passionately and caress tightly only waiting for nature to allow the love making process to begin again. I will whisper, "Welcome to San Francisco, Lover".

You will never forget the night I have planned, dearest. And neither will I. See you at 6:28PM.