03/15/09

Fulfillment

Ivan Choi


 The woman entered the room, and with a knowing smile  teasing her full  lips, she sank into the comfort of the plush chair  in the corner. The  handsome stranger turned, having sensed her  approach. Locking his steely  gray eyes on hers, he moved slowly toward her, his  experienced gaze  measuring her, hypnotizing her with his soft murmurs  of assurance. He sank  to his knees before her and without a word, smoothly  released her from  her  constraining attire.  With a sigh of surrender, she allowed his foreign  hands to unleash her  bare flesh. He expertly guided his hands through  this tender, often  hidden  territory, his movements deliberate, confident in  his ability to satisfy  her every need. Her senses swam. She was overcome  with an aching desire  that had gone unfulfilled for so long. And, just as  it seemed that  ecstasy  was within her grasp, he paused, and for one heart-stopping moment, she thought, "It's too big! - it will never fit!"

Then, with a sudden rush, it slid into place as if  it had been made only for her. As pleasure and contentment washed over  her, she met his steady  gaze, tears of gratitude shining in her eyes. And he  knew it wouldn't be  long before she returned. Oh, yes, this woman would  want more. She would  want to do it again and again and again. . . . Don't you just love shopping for shoes?

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