Dancing in the Rain

He led me out onto a dancefloor of puddles and pavement, raindrops falling upon our skin, as if I was in slow motion my twisted world of fantasies begin to come alive and sensations began to erupt from within...The thunder was our music and the lightening was our strobe light... Faster the rain began falling drenching our clothing as it clung to our warm bodies... My heart was racing out of control, my mind spinning with thoughts of passionate expectations....What was next? This single dance had become a stage for us, it seemed as if the rain was an act of unrelenting foreplay dancing now on my skin, and the wind had become kisses cooling and sensual...I became unable to resist the intoxicating temptations of the man before me, driven by his love I became consumed by him... kisses, touching, tasting, erotic performances there in the rain until our bodies were lying together, spent....


By:R Fuller  9/23/2010