Microfantasy Monday: Suspension Theme
I could feel their warm breath upon me, stark contrast to the cold leather straps that held me in the air, weightless and exposed. My senses of touch, smell and sound were heightened, making up for the complete blackness that the velvet blindfold left me in. I could smell the sweet odor of perfume mixed with cologne, perspiration mixed with arousal. Her breath was just barely audible above his whispered directions as she ran her hands over my body, but I could hear it well enough to recognize the desire and, surprisingly to me, fear that she was experiencing. She had been the one to initiate this rendezvous, contacting me through one of the few “dating” sites that I belonged to. She wasn’t shy when selling herself and her husband on the internet, that’s for sure. She had me dripping wet after every conversation I had with her until, finally, I broke down and agreed to help them realize their fantasy. Now as I was suspended here, nervous and waiting for the next move, I wondered why she would have any reason to be afraid… (From Microfantasy Monday) (Back to Better Sex Home Page)
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