This short story is an entry in the 2002 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Adult
Something to Think About
By
Dyke Grrl <dyke.grrl@verizon.net>
As I got into the car, you said, "If I'd planned better, I would have given you something to think about on your way home." I blushed and squirmed. We kissed, hugged, said goodbye. I got into the car and drove away.
You don't have to touch me to make me squirm. My bottom warms and my cunt begins to drip just from the look on your face.
I remember your face, telling me to hold still, as I merge into traffic. I remember your hand pausing as I squirm while I slow down to pay a toll. With nothing more than a few words, you have given me something to think over while we're apart.
I miss you most when I go to bed, wishing for the curve of your back against my belly, the meeting of our thighs as I settle for sleep. But during the daytime, I think about your face, about your hands, about the tone of your voice. I remember being bent over your bed, you standing beside me. One hand rests on my back, the other holds a ruler. And I remember squirming for your pleasure through brunch, and on the subway-you knew how this would affect me, and I hope I can give you the same pleasure in my response.
I remember you sitting on the bed, me on my back, legs spread, as you just looked at my cunt. No touching, not much talking, just looking at me. I remember the passion of your look as I touched myself for our mutual pleasure. I love that I can give myself to you, safe in the knowledge that you will give me back to myself.
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2002
Reviews
Tami <tamishy(at)webtv(dot)net>
Very Erotic, full of life. This story is about emotions and there is no lack of detail to describe them. A very hot piece of literature.
Frank <sswitcher(at)yahoo(dot)com>
A tender and romantic vignette, for sure. However, I was distracted by a number of (I think) unintentional, but to me very funny ambiguities in the sentence structure. For example, in the 2
nd
sentence of the 3
rd
paragraph, I don't think you were squirming at the sight of the cute tollbooth operator - but it can be read that way. I also have this delightful vision of you squirming on the subway - as opposed to merely remembering how you were squirming earlier in the day.
MollyB <mollyb(at)newsguy(dot)com>
I'll get right to the point: This is one hot story. Romantic and hot.
Simon <srb(at)imrryr(dot)demon(dot)co(dot)uk>
A very warm story with some evocative descriptions. There's a real sense of the intimacy between the two characters. I especially liked the last line, "I love that I can give myself to you, safe in the knowledge that you will give me back to myself", which is a marvellous way to describe feeling secure with someone.