The Spinster's Exploits

There had been misunderstanding, confusion, tiredness and travel. She was unsure what to expect but was reassured at the sight of him as they renegotiated their boundaries. They decided they were polyamorist friends-with-benefits who were sort of dating – maybe! And with that were relieved and content.

And despite her genuine concern for his well-being, and the thoughtfully prepared spare bed, he decided he would spend the night with her. And despite her stated intentions and continued concern for his well-being, the erotic charge touched them as soon as they lay on her bed. And as she wrapped herself around him, she was driven apart from him by the heat, but they kissed and repossessed each other.

And at the now familiar kisses and touches played their sweet havoc with her nerve endings, sense of self and emotions, she lost herself in him again. And they lay there aroused, linked and separated giving themselves and each other pleasure and erotic stimulation. And she felt her own excitement as she touched herself and her fingers slipped and slid in the slipperiness they had caused together. And she lost and found herself and him in her arousal. And she was with him on her bed in the sweltering heat of the day, and with him as he had beaten her and caressed her and fucked her and she remembered his power and hers and the gorgeous switchiness they had created.

And she loved the feel of herself under her fingers and was astonished at the plateau of quiet contentment as her fingers continued their exploration of her openness. And the quiet contentment enveloped her and she realised it was enough as the peace and quiet joy filled her and they continued to lie in each other’s presence.