“Take off your top. Let me look at your breasts.”
She got on her knees & while lifting the shirt over her head, he wiped his eyes as if cleaning the lenses on his spectacles.
How fascinating it is to be blind at all other times but be sexually 20/20.
He stretched out his hand & gently caressed her skin like braille. Felt the weight of her luscious DD’s.
He felt her eyes on him. A uncomfortable trust palpable on her skin. All the times with women, he’s never admired their curves; like hearing but not listening.
What’re you trying to say now, honey?