Just Dessert

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And now back to the loving…..

Just Dessert

When he enters
she will be cooking
With an apron
and nothing else
he begins with a kiss
On her nape
his hand cups her breast
then he pours chocolate

She gasps
she was waiting
all day for this
she shuts her eyes
his hand moves
down her belly
she trembles
at his firmness

he pins her
against the counter
he takes her
and she smiles
because she
needed to be taken
they baptize the floor
what are kitchens for

they lick
they touch
slip and slide
as they make love
hunger satisfied
forget about dinner
they wanted
just dessert

Photo borrowed from Google Images.

101 thoughts on “Just Dessert”

    1. LOL Geetha I had to lighten up a little after my day yesterday. At the end of the day I was literally shaking from the stress. My Ex started chemo yesterday. More bad news about how far the cancer spread. Had to fight with my daughter’s university about credits they didn’t want to accept. And her financial aide. Then, my friend hysterical all day about her terrible love life. Then, wife pouting because I didn’t have time for her.
      But guess what? The sun came out today. Even our worse days, are only 24 hours. Hopefully the mush can return tonight.

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      1. As you say, even our worse days are only 24 hours. So sorry about the bad news for your ex as chemo is very very destructive. I hope everything is sorted for your daughter at least with the university, if not now then soon. As for your wife, I am sure she would have gotten over her pouting soon enough. The sun always comes out eventually my friend 🙂

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        1. University resolved. My friend is a work in progress. Ex – sigh. I will be there for her. And wifey, I promised her a shopping trip this weekend. She is smiling from ear to ear. Sun is out today. 😀 Thanks for your friendship and support. I don’t take it for granted.

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      1. Felt the need to put up a warning sign, did you? (And a disclaimer in case anyone wonders what the heck feet have got to do with all this.) But yes, let’s have a read of that tribute to chocolate covered tootsies very soon. 😀

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  14. You may not believe this but somehow, this gets re-translated as we grow older into a hand-in-hand stroll, on a sunny day, and an Ice cream cone.:0) lol! I read a book once called “The River of Hidden Dreams” that described mature romance in a truthful, delightful way. Things do change and we cheat ourselves when we get stuck holding on to what we’ve always known and miss embracing the beauty of the present.

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  16. I didn’t make it past the image but I am sure the poetry (it was poetry, right? not prose?) was great, too. I am kidding of course. I love it! For once, his just dessert is what he always felt he deserved (her too). God, where’s my dark chocolate?

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  19. Pingback: dessert first. | what sandra thinks

                  1. No. I sent her a comment yesterday saying that she can talk to me because she was saying it would be end of the week when she reached out and I told her if that was the case I may not be able to respond becUe weekends and stuff, you know? But no response.
                    I suspect…she wanted to talk about you because she’s seem we’re…close and now maybe she’s chickened out? I am guessing

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                    1. I am liking this.

                      To be honest with you, I do have terrible issues with jealousy. It pains me, literally sometimes, because usually I keep it silent. And with you I should feel, knowing me, incredibly jealous but you may have cured me. I don’t know how or why. I mean, yes I don’t read your comments to others mostly, just for self preservation but we follow some of the same bloggers so I will often happen upon your comments to others. And with SPF, I felt a pang of something. And then when she wanted to talk I was all cloudy and thinking well if it is about you and I will tell you about it of course, what if you thought yes! She wants me! Whoo hoo!
                      I know..my head is a busy maniac.
                      But having said that…now I don’t feel it.
                      Also I have worked out your flirting style. Lol

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                    2. Seriously, not bragging or anything. Do you know how many ladies follow me? 90% of those 6,000 are women. That is why it is hard for me to judge my own writing. Especially, when many of them are… not sure what to say.
                      Panty tsunami as a wise woman once told me.

                      Don’t feel a pang with anyone. I am sweet and charming to all. I want to make all women feel good. How they read that, well….

                      You know me. You said that yourself. So don’t worry.

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                    3. I know. Maybe that’s what is curing me.

                      You can brag. It’s kind of sexy

                      Panty Tsunami was a stroke of genius. Impending poem? Lol…don’t do it!! 😂

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