The Divide Between Body and Mind

I didn’t need Derek to be in my line of sight to feel his affection.

With my head turned away, all I could see were the shadows of the furniture wavering in the dim lamplight, turned down for sleep.

But the touch against my skin, and that immense sensation that seemed to fill me from deep within, were more than enough to make me feel his intense affection.

With my skirt slightly lifted, my stockings were slipped off.

Next came the skirt cinched around my body from just beneath my breasts down to my waist.

Each button coming undone made my body tremble with dizzying anticipation.

I clutched the pillow a little tighter.

I bit my lip lightly.

Come to think of it, this was the first time Derek had undressed me like this himself.

It was something lovers naturally did when they shared a bed...