hrdmngd2find
craftsman
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Yes.
Entering our home, she's waiting, nude, in the middle of the floor. Even though I was expecting her to be there like that, per my directions, my pulse immediately accelerates, and all that animal hunger floods my system. I don't show this feverish intoxication on the outside, though she senses it and feels it in my gaze. Concurrent with the high amperage lust, runs a rich river of affection, as the many previous scenes of her sweet surrender flick through my mind like an 1905 nickelodeon clip.
I am going to integrate this scene into one of my upcoming story chapters.
I've had a submissive partner spend several Saturdays nude with me while I remained clothed. Those days involved lot of cuddling and touching while talking or watching things on TV or cooking. While a lot of touching was random, affectionate, and non-linear, that total access to her body gave me license to touch her in ways that were more directly sexual. This kept both of us in a languid sensual sexual simmer for the whole day, and several times, the simmer escalated into sexual play.
In an earlier relationship, I had her wait nude for me in a hotel room. We lived 5 hours apart and met in the middle. I will never forget that incredible surge of lust when I entered the room and saw her on the bed.
Méli 
