I look at you in the mirror as you caress my hair, slightly touching the lobe of the right ear. And I want to prolong this moment as much as possible. The closer your body feels, the more I lose my courage to look straight into your eyes. So I close my eyes.
I still have time to refuse this crazy game. What does my husband feel like? Is he willing to go further? What kind of emotions does his body and mind go through right now?
I’d like to stop this fast-paced Time, so I can’t hear my thoughts anymore. In fact, I think it’s my heart that beats so hard. I try hard to stay rational. Why did I accept this meeting?
For many days, my husband told to me only about this: how much he would like to share me. And now he says nothing.
While you touch me suave and erotic. While you stick your chest on my back.
While losing myself in the heat of emotions.