I can’t wait – Guest Post
Something rather lovely is happening. I and another have a modest thing going on. There have been sexy times. But through… circumstances…they are currently postponed. Turns out that postponement can be lovely too.
Every day I take myself nearly there and then relax. It’s becoming more and more difficult to hold back, the accompanying fantasies more and more real, needy, noisy. I can’t wait. But I must.