On the floor, the cool linoleum a stark contrast against my hot body, I close my eyes, and breathe in deep. The hard surface grounds my body; settles my mind.
I visualize myself on the floor — naked and needy — stretched and calm.
Arms, shoulders, breasts, tummy, pelvis, legs.
Thoughts run up the insides of my legs to my core.
Grabbing the insides of my thighs, I shiver from the radiating heat.
“Looks like you need help,” he says from the door.
I stretch my arms again, bend my knees, and calmly spread my legs. My scent fills the air.
“Hurry!”
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© Rebel’s Notes
Not just help, but first aid.
I adore this image – it is perfect and wonderful words too
May xx
Thank you. One of my favorites too 🙂 xox
Maravilla de imágen y pulcritud en las 100 palabras.
Amazing!
Thank you, Rafael
Hurry indeed! Lovely vignette Marie 🙂
Oh Marie, you are so pretty, I love how you’ve captured the details in your words and in your image
Thank you so much, PS xox
I’ve never been one for hard surfaces, but I can appreciate your description. 😉
Oh my goodness … again … Marie. Lady Amore … and now this lovely photo, and lovely stretching!
I’m stretching too … LOL !!! Tinglingly so !!!
Xxx – K
You always make me smile, K. Glad you enjoyed these! xox