Variations in Pink
As I watched him dance,
I could feel heat infuse
my face and knew I showed
a rosy glow.
I stole glances sideways,
unwilling to miss gyrations
but embarrassed to stare;
I looked away.
I could feel my own body
wanting to join the dance
as sensation warmed me
to my thighs.
My body and mind trembled
with variations in pink
as sweat followed the
lines of him.
I could feel heat infuse
my face and knew I showed
a rosy glow.
I stole glances sideways,
unwilling to miss gyrations
but embarrassed to stare;
I looked away.
I could feel my own body
wanting to join the dance
as sensation warmed me
to my thighs.
My body and mind trembled
with variations in pink
as sweat followed the
lines of him.
posted by Vickie at 3:28 PM
4 Comments:
you have been mighty busy ms V! 3 more in one day huh?
This one's pretty damn yummy. Just before Scott and I started dating I went dancing with the girls one night. There was a guy who had this effect on me - never have I seen the Electric slide look so much like midnight snack.
I had to smile when I read this one, and maybe give a little nod too :)
Years ago, a friend of mine and I went to a club called "Cosmopolitan." They had the male dancers. They were being paid to be stared at, but still...
I still like the Chippendale calendars, too.
About 3 years ago I started going to a strip club on a weekly basis because one of the girls I worked with was dating one of the dancers (nice guy believe it or not) anyway, after about 2 trips, the 'fun' wore off of watching these guys and I started hanging out on the other side of the club... I got to the point that I can't stand the sight of a guy with no body hair in a g-string... total turn off.
Guess I prefer a little bit of something left to my imagination when it comes to guys...
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