"If you would be loved, love and be lovable."
Benjamin Franklin
Hubby will be home soon. I promised him a treat and I know he will be ready.
I watch as he slows down and enjoys the moment. After all, man is a natural
predator. Those focused eyes, the constant strategizing and the muscular
energy. I must give him something desirable to catch.
I learned to listen some time ago and everything has grown better.
Each man is an individual and each has his own desires and dreams.
Sometimes you can't tell what they're thinking. They are often embarrassed to
tell you their deepest desires. Their needs are harmless and you may get a lift
out of them. You can open yourself to a whole new world of sexual enjoyment.
Part of getting my needs met is to first look for those buttons that excite him.
Women will always have a mystique for men; they just don't understand us.
We don't have to try. When you live with a man who is in love you know that
they dream about you.
Take as an example, the sweater. We innocently wear sweaters to keep warm and it
drives men crazy. There is something about sweaters that are a hit with men.
They like sweater bondage too. There's something about the captured furry
female. Mine loves my backside in good jeans. He nearly wears out the label by
fondling and grasping. And why not wear clothes that turn him on? I have always
taken the saying to heart, 'If you want to be loved, you must be loveable.'
Be the object of his desire; the center of all his fantasies. Be his passion.
"Uncorseted, her friendly bust
Gives promise of pneumatic bliss."
T.S. Eliot (1888-1965)
If you listen to your man he will unconsciously tell you what he wants; what turns
him on. Who but a man could understand 'pneumatic bliss'? But ask a man to explain
their obsession with breasts and they can't. I am just thankful that I can help him
with his enthusiasm. For this exciting moment I am going to be wearing a tight tank
top and no bra. This one is his favorite. I listen to his needs because it's great to be
loved, adored and ravished by my lover. Later, the removal of clothes can be part
of the conquest. It gives me opportunities to resist and struggle a little. I am also
wearing his favorite feminine full skirt. I know he likes me
wearing it because he is more loving and huggy when I do. And he tells me so.
There are no surprises when you are naked. No exciting packages to unwrap,
nowhere to begin. I will be a nice package for hubby to unwrap, if I let him. Even
though I will be helpless I will still be in control.
"Beauty in distress is much the most affecting beauty."
Edmund Burke
I wear the right things, use the right perfume and pretty up my face.
The lights are turned down low.
I carefully tie my ankles to the legs of the chair. It has to be real to be exciting.
I sit comfortably and put the handcuffs on behind my back. Nothing too
complicated or wild. Just a combination of pushing the right buttons.
He said that when I have my hands tied behind me my breasts become even
more exciting and gropeable. That's the secret to a happy hubby; full stomach
and empty balls. Being his warm and willing 'victim' I smile a lot. A cute loveable
package. My hair is the way he likes it and I am ready.
By listening to my man I begin to see myself as he sees me. Not just a woman but
the woman he loves; the woman who turns him on. It's very therapeutic.
Good loving and good sex will keep you young. My estrogen compliments his
testosterone. He is all man. We play these games with innocence as if we were
children. We laugh and love. We whisper closely when there is no one there.
We talk dirty during sex.
My love for him doesn't leave any wiggle room. It's him all the way.
As I sit in anticipation waiting for him I squirm. I think about what is to come.
He will be strong and I will be weak. I am giving myself to him.
"I'm more attracted to a stronger man rather than a feminine man.
Someone who would just throw me down and take control.
I love feeling helpless.
I definitely like a man who is aggressive and confident.
Carmen Electra
You must teach your man what you need. It's OK, variation is the norm.
Teach him how to be gentle and tender. Teach him to be patient and slow down.
Present him with rogue nipples and teach him to use his fingers.
Once he has mastered understanding, then he can set about pillaging.
When he finds me trapped as his helpless prey he is overjoyed. I love being
loved. When you see him absentmindedly smelling his fingers
the next day with that faraway look in his eyes, you know you have him by the
roots.
My preparations will be worth everything. I can hardly wait, but I have no
choice.
Oh yes, one final word of advice.....
Don't forget to smile and resist.
Angela Browning
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