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And Now My Thoughts are Swirling
Writing on my patio in the too few moments of peace
A tiny wave of panic pulses when I’ve not written in days or my goals for the month begin slipping away. I’ve been preoccupied in other areas of my life with a constant stream of noise, but now I’ve had a quiet morning and productive one.
So sitting, thinking, and having the chance to muse over messages from a young woman who said she would delight in my spanking her. Just considering her words and imagining her shape and how I’d position her sparks the erotic flow and cuts through the immense seriousness of every day.
My cock pulsates and pushes against my underwear and jeans while I think of her bent, her ass in the air and moisture dripping while I take my time studying her and caressing her body.
Great sex can be powerful and emotionally explosive, but at the same time the moments should be savored.
I’m at peace as I see the list of articles and stories that I’ve wanted to write this month and my thoughts take on a new life and heightened sensation.
This is my moment and hopefully it will fuel me for the hours ahead and the days in this week.
