Pulling your strings

Its the sound of his voice. To hear him breathing. Sends my senses reeling, stirring a tingle within. His voice, has the most calming effect over me. Leaves me feeling as if he just touched me.:eek:
 
His voice, whispering to me in the dark as we fall asleep. He has the most sensuous voice I have ever heard, and I fall asleep with a smile on my face every night.
 
Simply Me said:
His voice, whispering to me in the dark as we fall asleep. He has the most sensuous voice I have ever heard, and I fall asleep with a smile on my face every night.

damn braggart! ;)
 
Cath! said:


damn braggart! ;)

Heh, I lucked up, what can I say??:D Did I mention the way his fingers run through my hair as he whispers to me? The way he gets really close to my ear as he whispers " Jet'adore, My Sweet Melanie Lee?? "

:p Phtttttttt!
 
JazzManJim said:


Give me a call sometime, I'll grant you a "good night" you can sleep on for a month. ;)

Jim...you are tempting me...;)

SM...all I have to say to you is.....:p
 
well, a brotha has a fine voice

but when he's not here, I think most about his scent. Talk about sending a girl back to past pleasures. I make it my business to keep article of clothing so I can inhale sweetly.

Lawd, he turns me on so. Love that man like nobody's buisness.

Peace,

daughter
 
Re: well, a brotha has a fine voice

daughter said:
but when he's not here, I think most about his scent. Talk about sending a girl back to past pleasures. I make it my business to keep article of clothing so I can inhale sweetly.

Lawd, he turns me on so. Love that man like nobody's buisness.

Peace,

daughter

Ahhh, I agree daughter. Nothing better than sleeping in one of his T-shirts with his scent all over it. When Jon went back to Wales, I kept his cologne and sprayed my pillow with it. Very nice.:)
 
When we are apart,its his voice that gets to me. It makes me melt just to hear him. And his breathing when he.....well you get the picture.

When we are together,its his touch. The little touches that he gives as we talk or even have dinner. I like the ones where he is doing it and its like he doesnt realize he is doing it. Those give me tingles.
 
Mmmmmm....

His voice is like a soft caress, though it is his words that send me spiralling.

His smile when we are making love...

Even more than that, it is the memory of our first kiss on a busy city street... It was as if we had been doing that for all of our lives.

Remember? :)
 
We just click. I don't know why, or how, but we do. I spend so much time with this man, and we drive each other nuts, but we still have so much fun together.

If your talking about what turns me on the most sexually, I think it would be how he comes up behind me and puts his strong arms around me. Then he'll kiss me on my neck and then proceed to the tickling.

:)
 
Touch

I like the way he touchs me. Any and every touch. The little ones he gives me as he's just passing me on his way to the kitchen...or the loving caresses he gives me during love making. All are good and I couldn't live without them.


Brat
 
*sighs*

His voice is dreamy but it's his laugh that gets me. Maybe because it seems rare, unexpected.

It's like watching a candle melt, the wax liquefying, and then watching it as it slowly spills onto your skin.

I hold my breath in sweet anticipation.

My goal is to acquire a shirt of his *grinz* I dunno.. seems too silly just to come out and ask him for one. But I definitely do think it will make him seem closer when he has to be away.

Sk~
 
Sigh...

His voice, most especially his whispers, which immediately send warm shivers through my body.

Hearing him blush ("oh geezzzzzz"), knowing that we're sharing the most intimate of feelings and conversations.

His moans, and the way they mix with mine as we journey through pleasures together.
 
It's the way he looks at me when I enter the room, its like I am the most beautiful woman in the world. He is always happy to see me. His love shines in his eye's.
 
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I have several friends that I am attracted to and each one has a different attribute that intrigues me. With one friend, it is his smell. It is addictive. I know when he enters the room and can feel my body warm just standing next to him and smelling his cologne. I enjoy his sense of humor and his "you gotta like me, for me" attitude.
With another friend it is his discipline and military style. The way he can talk to me and I can tell him anything and not be judged. The ways and attitudes that we have in common. It is our joke that we are married to the "wrong" people. His wife and my husband have more in common then they do with us but then again opposites attract and if I was married to him I still be a bitch, he just doesn't have to put up with me all the time.
My ulitmate fantasy is to have both of them in a MMF threesome and all they have to do is pay attention to me. One of them wouldn't mind but the other one thinks I am scarey. I am in shock, me scarey??? Never!! :D
 
Voices are nice....especially when they're singing just to me. :)

My ex-husband wears the most *yummy* cologne......even today when I see him and he casually touches me, I can smell that scent for hours. Sometimes I even touch him on purpose so that I'll be able to smell it after he's gone. :eek: It isn't the cologne really....it's the way it smells on him and the memories that it brings back. ;)
 
His smile. He does not smile very often. But sometimes I will pick up his daughter without telling him and when I pick him up at work and take her in before he gets off and tell her to " Go find Daddy ...." she takes off like a shot for the video game department and when they see each other, they both just stop in surprise and his whole face lights up in delight. She screams " DADDY !!!!" and runs and hugs his legs.

THAT smile is for her and her only. Then he looks at me with this very tender look in his eyes as a thank you for surprising him with a unplanned visit from her. I don't really mind that smile being reserved only for her. She is the light in his life, and I know I am the love of his heart. Equals out in the long run.
 
voice, touch, eyes.... sometimes, just the idea of her.
 
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