Tento denník je dostupný iba v angličtine.
I am writing.
He comes up from the bathroom and looks at me.
Without a word, he approaches me directly and starts slowly massaging my shoulders and upper back.
His strong hands know what they are doing.
He slowly continues moving through my spine. With every precise touch, I can feel my body is relaxing, is indulging into his movements. I’m in a release. I let everything go. My mind is only accepting the feelings arising from his touches.
He drives his way to my arms and hands.
He comes back to my shoulders.
He chooses a different direction this time with his hands leading to my chest. His touches go along my ribs hardly eluding the profile of my tits which are getting harder.
I didn’t even notice that my blouse dropped to my belly.
I feel the rise of energy in my pelvic area driving its way to my heart. He controls the whole situation. I surrender. I love his hands gently massaging my breast in circles with his steady powerful hands.
When I relaxed my upper body, he goes slowly back to the shoulders. It is like I just woke up after a marvelous sleep! I’m fresh, relaxed and regenerated.
He proceeds to do his stuff and let me do my writing.