I am a married woman who is here searching for what has been missing in her life. Call that something excitement, or call it exploration, or call it a sense of danger. It's all of those things, and more. It's not all about sex, but sex is a large piece of it.I sometimes think I was born in the wrong decade.Update: I've been visiting Lush now for about six months now. And of course it's wonderful, a secret place to indulge our fantasies and desires without fear of consequence. It's all make believe, and it's only words. But words are real and can be deeply felt. The positive of that is real warmth and tenderness can develop here. The negative is that feelings can be hurt. So I ask you all to always remember there are real people behind each of these profiles.
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It was there in her eyes from the start, always in her eyes. That day she found me seated alone across from her in the crowded morning coffee shop. Sitting there with my coffee. A moment to rest and to breathe and transform from wife, from mom, to working woman. Idly I'd looked up to scan the crowd. The blur of skirts and suits, briefcases and purses. The flustered rush...
Added 19 Jan 2015 | Category Erotic Poems
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