Rub My Feet

Rub My Feet

As you lay on the settee, your feet on my lap
I began to slowly rub your feet
Heels, arch, toes, between toes
Squeezing, cupping, scratching, lingering, caressing
Allowing moments to pass

Each touch was a private message
Do you feel this?
Do you remember this?
Do you like this?
Do you want more?

Taking both feet in my hands
I joined you, squeezing your toes
One by one, harder then softly
I followed the veins on your arch
Stopping and then letting your blood flow

Quietly and silently talking to you
As you laid back in you blue drainpipe jeans
With eyes closed and a look of contentment
What wandered through you mind
Was for you and you alone to know

Can rub my legs?

My hands traversed your leg
The jeans got in the way
No substitute for skin to skin
They had to come off
Here let me help you

You reveal the amazing new set of lingerie
That I knew you would look sensational in
You looked amazing, just stunning
Your legs felt soft and warm

My hands slowly and teasingly
Made a special  journey, heels, calfs, knees, upper thighs
Almost but not quite touching the silk fabric
I was in no rush and just enjoyed touching you
Over and over again

New silent messages
I love you
I trust you
I need you
When you are ready
Let me know

I touch the silk of you panties
And linger savouring the moment
Your mound is warm
My hand lingers and presses
Soft circular movements

You eyes are closed
Your face looks content
You look so happy and safe

Your hand reaches down and pulls aside you panty
Revealing, well you know what you were revealing
Now I explored your engorged bud
Proudly towering through your soft black hairs
Stroking, tweaking, rubbing, circling
Patiently and persistently
Our special silent private conversation

Everyday for twenty three years
My desire was simple
My special lady
I wanted to arouse you
To unleash the fiery passion within you
Just like you do to me
By being you

You turn me on by being who you are
I need you you inspire me
You always do

I could sense your arousal
It was urgent and powerful
Your head arched back
Your eyes were lustful
I knew not to stop
This was not the moment

A finger is no substitute
For a tongue
Ever
I looked at you as you opened your eyes
Please, please, please.

I felt hungry for you
My tongue flicked, sucked, nibbled, nudged and probed
Fast then slow, then faster, then slower
Urgently and then oh so slowly
You were at that point
I could hold you there for as long as you liked

Getting you to this special point
You are at your most powerful and most vulnerable
Total and utter trust
Your body speaks silently
Like a dam about to burst

My head is buried between your thighs
My nose is nuzzling your blood engorged bud
My tongue is probing your urgently
The flat of my tongue
The side of my tongue
The tip of my tongue
I suck you softly
I blow on your exposed bud
Then nibble and flick you with my tongue
I feel you hands on my head
Like a vice

Pulling me desperate inside you
Controlling my every movement
I can feel you pulsating and convulsing
You cry out you're a dirty bastard
I momentarily stop to reply
Yes, but I am your dirty bastard
It is time.