Not for the first time this evening, he opens the brown envelope and draws out the photograph that she’s mailed to him. He lets his eyes flow across the curves of her body, sheathed in clinging scarlet silk.

The accompanying note tells him that the gown was purchased for a ball she’s due to attend the following weekend. She’ll be on her husband’s arm, at least for the duration of the reception line. He strokes a fingertip across the glossy surface,...

"Let's go for a drive," you said.

Just the two of us getting out and about; spending some quality time together. I was all for it. It sounded good to me. We were in dire need of that. We needed time for just the two of us; hitting the highway at a faster speed than those slower city limits. Driving with the top down, the wind in my hair and you next to me, us both enjoying the ride would be a perfect tonic to the past week....

You probably don't think you have curves, do you? But I see them...

The curve of your brow when you raise it in invitation.

The curve of your finger when you push inside me and watch me arch.

The curve of your smile when you look up from licking me softly.

The curve of your shoulder when I run my tongue along its saltiness.

The curve of your hips raised slightly off the bed when I have you in my mouth, when you are tense and...

Bite-Sized Erotica With Some Personal Observations Thrown Into the Mix

I love it when you....

...caress my inner thigh softly, teasing me.

...kiss me all about my shoulders slowly moving around to the back of my neck and making me shudder as your tongue glides across the sensitive skin between my shoulder blades.

...slowly lick my outer lips, savor my inner thighs, twirl your talented tongue 'round my clit.

...talk dirty to me-...

There are no concessions made to her comfort. This is not a place of concessions. If it were, she would not have come.

The narrow, Formica-topped table beneath her is hard and cold against her bare back and buttocks. When the men tore...