A Passing Interest - Redux

I've been missing Scoundrel terribly lately.
Do you know what that's like? When the demands of life keep getting in the way of actually living? It..fucking sucks. So here I am, prepping for Halloween, trying on the new Victorian skirt with my corset, top, and hat from last year. The hiss of the fabric in my ears, the subtle scrape of it along my bare legs.. it makes me think of the way Scoundrel's beard feels against my thighs... I got lost in a wonderful fantasy and may have bombarded him at work with it. 😳


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Steampunk and gorgeous?! Be still my clockwork heart!
 
I've been missing Scoundrel terribly lately.
Do you know what that's like? When the demands of life keep getting in the way of actually living? It..fucking sucks. So here I am, prepping for Halloween, trying on the new Victorian skirt with my corset, top, and hat from last year. The hiss of the fabric in my ears, the subtle scrape of it along my bare legs.. it makes me think of the way Scoundrel's beard feels against my thighs... I got lost in a wonderful fantasy and may have bombarded him at work with it. 😳
sorry you've been so busy. Hope your crops did well this summer? Can't even imagine thinking of Halloween yet LOL. I do like you model for us so guess it isn't that bad :love: Great to see you too.
 
sorry you've been so busy. Hope your crops did well this summer? Can't even imagine thinking of Halloween yet LOL. I do like you model for us so guess it isn't that bad :love: Great to see you too.

Halloween is my jam, darlin'. I'm so ready for it!! And gawd.. the pumpkins.. I recounted in the patch today- there are 39. I may have to open up a roadside stand.
 
I've been missing Scoundrel terribly lately.
Do you know what that's like? When the demands of life keep getting in the way of actually living? It..fucking sucks. So here I am, prepping for Halloween, trying on the new Victorian skirt with my corset, top, and hat from last year. The hiss of the fabric in my ears, the subtle scrape of it along my bare legs.. it makes me think of the way Scoundrel's beard feels against my thighs... I got lost in a wonderful fantasy and may have bombarded him at work with it. 😳


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:nana:
 
I've been missing Scoundrel terribly lately.
Do you know what that's like? When the demands of life keep getting in the way of actually living? It..fucking sucks. So here I am, prepping for Halloween, trying on the new Victorian skirt with my corset, top, and hat from last year. The hiss of the fabric in my ears, the subtle scrape of it along my bare legs.. it makes me think of the way Scoundrel's beard feels against my thighs... I got lost in a wonderful fantasy and may have bombarded him at work with it. 😳


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This... this is an amazing picture!
Love,
Thom
 
I've been missing Scoundrel terribly lately.
Do you know what that's like? When the demands of life keep getting in the way of actually living? It..fucking sucks. So here I am, prepping for Halloween, trying on the new Victorian skirt with my corset, top, and hat from last year. The hiss of the fabric in my ears, the subtle scrape of it along my bare legs.. it makes me think of the way Scoundrel's beard feels against my thighs... I got lost in a wonderful fantasy and may have bombarded him at work with it. 😳


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Looking good, reminds me of ‘serving wenches’ from the 19th Century, in the drinking dens in London and other cities.
 
I've been missing Scoundrel terribly lately.
Do you know what that's like? When the demands of life keep getting in the way of actually living? It..fucking sucks. So here I am, prepping for Halloween, trying on the new Victorian skirt with my corset, top, and hat from last year. The hiss of the fabric in my ears, the subtle scrape of it along my bare legs.. it makes me think of the way Scoundrel's beard feels against my thighs... I got lost in a wonderful fantasy and may have bombarded him at work with it. 😳


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You would not be out of place at a Steampunk rally!
 
I admit to having a twisted sense of pleasure but, it's all in good fun, I assure you. While Scoundrel was working, I sent this to him. I hoped it would wake the wolf inside his head, the one that enjoys eating up his lil red and leaving marks upon my flesh. The longer he was at work, the more impatient he would become, and any hope for gentleness would dissolve away. I giggled at the thought of his steady hands faltering, the phone almost slipping from his grasp. The mental image of him checking the clock to see if it was even near the end of his shift... I planned it well, you see, the photo was sent with three hours left in his day. Three hours to try to focus and fail, three hours to squirm and readjust. Three hours to plan and fantasize. Mmm. I knew I would pay dearly for it once he was home and couldn't have been happier.

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I admit to having a twisted sense of pleasure but, it's all in good fun, I assure you. While Scoundrel was working, I sent this to him. I hoped it would wake the wolf inside his head, the one that enjoys eating up his lil red and leaving marks upon my flesh. The longer he was at work, the more impatient he would become, and any hope for gentleness would dissolve away. I giggled at the thought of his steady hands faltering, the phone almost slipping from his grasp. The mental image of him checking the clock to see if it was even near the end of his shift... I planned it well, you see, the photo was sent with three hours left in his day. Three hours to try to focus and fail, three hours to squirm and readjust. Three hours to plan and fantasize. Mmm. I knew I would pay dearly for it once he was home and couldn't have been happier.

Oh, my goodness! This is a gorgeous tease!

x
 
Thank you, darlin'. Doesn't that suck though? Freakin' life, the thing we bust our asses for daily, gets in the way of our small chance at enjoying ourselves. Ugh.
Me? Missed? I figured I was forgotten about- much like a fart in the wind.



You do have an active imagination. I'm curious how similar your story was to my actual fantasy... hrm. Curiosity killed the cat...and I'm running out of lives, so...



Ah, you just want beer and bewbs, right? I'm ready for a dark beer, wood smoke, star filled skies, and flannel. Mmmm... flannel.
Since you asked, that wouldn't be all I wanted but it's a great start. 😁
 
Poor Scoundrel, having to wait 3 hours or more before he could enjoy your charms and leave his mark ... then again, I don't feel too much sympathy because he gets to have fun with you and I don't!

Fabulous pics BTW - I'd certainly give you some candy and more if you knocked on my door on Hallowe'en!
 
I admit to having a twisted sense of pleasure but, it's all in good fun, I assure you. While Scoundrel was working, I sent this to him. I hoped it would wake the wolf inside his head, the one that enjoys eating up his lil red and leaving marks upon my flesh. The longer he was at work, the more impatient he would become, and any hope for gentleness would dissolve away. I giggled at the thought of his steady hands faltering, the phone almost slipping from his grasp. The mental image of him checking the clock to see if it was even near the end of his shift... I planned it well, you see, the photo was sent with three hours left in his day. Three hours to try to focus and fail, three hours to squirm and readjust. Three hours to plan and fantasize. Mmm. I knew I would pay dearly for it once he was home and couldn't have been happier.

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Are you sure it shouldn't be him calling you "scoundrel"?
 
Oh, my goodness! This is a gorgeous tease!

x

Thank you, dearie. I tried my best to be classy with my bewbs out.

Since you asked, that wouldn't be all I wanted but it's a great start. 😁

🤪

Poor Scoundrel, having to wait 3 hours or more before he could enjoy your charms and leave his mark ... then again, I don't feel too much sympathy because he gets to have fun with you and I don't!

Fabulous pics BTW - I'd certainly give you some candy and more if you knocked on my door on Hallowe'en!

Oh, trust me.. I did and said a few other things to make the time crawl by..😈

Thank you, darlin'! Mmm.. candy.... make sure to stock up on Hi-Chews for me.

Are you sure it shouldn't be him calling you "scoundrel"?

Wouldn't that make me a wench then? 🤔

Sometimes

We just need

To make it fun

So true, hon. A bit of fun and tease to make the days end better than they began.
 
I admit to having a twisted sense of pleasure but, it's all in good fun, I assure you. While Scoundrel was working, I sent this to him. I hoped it would wake the wolf inside his head, the one that enjoys eating up his lil red and leaving marks upon my flesh. The longer he was at work, the more impatient he would become, and any hope for gentleness would dissolve away. I giggled at the thought of his steady hands faltering, the phone almost slipping from his grasp. The mental image of him checking the clock to see if it was even near the end of his shift... I planned it well, you see, the photo was sent with three hours left in his day. Three hours to try to focus and fail, three hours to squirm and readjust. Three hours to plan and fantasize. Mmm. I knew I would pay dearly for it once he was home and couldn't have been happier.

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Wow JAF, any man (or woman) would fantasize so much about ravishing you when getting home. Especially knowing YOU are the one waiting at home to receive that ravishing.
You are stunningly beautiful, seductive and desirable.
As for missing you, you are definitely missed when not around. I know I for one could never forget you. While I may not visit threads as much as others, whenever you post here, I am always glad you do. You are truly a magnificent woman.

((HUGGLES))
:rose: :kiss: 😘
 
I admit to having a twisted sense of pleasure but, it's all in good fun, I assure you. While Scoundrel was working, I sent this to him. I hoped it would wake the wolf inside his head, the one that enjoys eating up his lil red and leaving marks upon my flesh. The longer he was at work, the more impatient he would become, and any hope for gentleness would dissolve away. I giggled at the thought of his steady hands faltering, the phone almost slipping from his grasp. The mental image of him checking the clock to see if it was even near the end of his shift... I planned it well, you see, the photo was sent with three hours left in his day. Three hours to try to focus and fail, three hours to squirm and readjust. Three hours to plan and fantasize. Mmm. I knew I would pay dearly for it once he was home and couldn't have been happier.

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I'd risk the vines to get at those.
 
I've been missing Scoundrel terribly lately.
Do you know what that's like? When the demands of life keep getting in the way of actually living? It..fucking sucks. So here I am, prepping for Halloween, trying on the new Victorian skirt with my corset, top, and hat from last year. The hiss of the fabric in my ears, the subtle scrape of it along my bare legs.. it makes me think of the way Scoundrel's beard feels against my thighs... I got lost in a wonderful fantasy and may have bombarded him at work with it. 😳


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Bombard me anytime with those distractions ... Looking Badass HOT AF!!!
 
I admit to having a twisted sense of pleasure but, it's all in good fun, I assure you. While Scoundrel was working, I sent this to him. I hoped it would wake the wolf inside his head, the one that enjoys eating up his lil red and leaving marks upon my flesh. The longer he was at work, the more impatient he would become, and any hope for gentleness would dissolve away. I giggled at the thought of his steady hands faltering, the phone almost slipping from his grasp. The mental image of him checking the clock to see if it was even near the end of his shift... I planned it well, you see, the photo was sent with three hours left in his day. Three hours to try to focus and fail, three hours to squirm and readjust. Three hours to plan and fantasize. Mmm. I knew I would pay dearly for it once he was home and couldn't have been happier.

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Damn, if Scoundrel got anything done at work, with that as an opening salvo?!? He is one FORMIDABLE man. I would have told my Boss I had a family emergency! As in I needed my woman, NOW!:heart::devilish::heart:

Thank you for sharing! Both the pictures, and the thoughts behind them!:rose:💋

DS
 
I admit to having a twisted sense of pleasure but, it's all in good fun, I assure you. While Scoundrel was working, I sent this to him. I hoped it would wake the wolf inside his head, the one that enjoys eating up his lil red and leaving marks upon my flesh. The longer he was at work, the more impatient he would become, and any hope for gentleness would dissolve away. I giggled at the thought of his steady hands faltering, the phone almost slipping from his grasp. The mental image of him checking the clock to see if it was even near the end of his shift... I planned it well, you see, the photo was sent with three hours left in his day. Three hours to try to focus and fail, three hours to squirm and readjust. Three hours to plan and fantasize. Mmm. I knew I would pay dearly for it once he was home and couldn't have been happier.

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Glad you're back and functioning. I miss Mother Fucking Goose.
 
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