there is more than meets the eyes

there is more than meets the eyes

I want to go out tonight.
I want to wear sexy clothes, with sneakers or really high heels, because the combination of either one is perfect any time. At least, in my opinion.
I want to stick my lips and make them even fuller, I’ve got MAC’s Relentlessy Red on my mind.
I want my most beautiful smile and to really keep myself for you.
I want to be thrilled and fulfilled by the music I hear.
I want to laugh, dance and beam myself up to you, Scotty.
I have a remote control in my handbag.
It belongs to the vibrating G-spot egg that I’ve just inserted. Yes, baby, I mean it like I write it, inside of me.
The key to intense pleasure and a majestic orgasm, while no one has a clue. I go into the crowd and I’m just like everyone else at a party where one indulges. As they should.
I want to meet you.
I want to catch your eye, knowing that I will catch you later.
I want you to notice that something exciting is going on, deep inside, of me.
I wonder, how much does one really see, of the world around them? There is always so much more than meets the eyes.
I want you to be somewhat confused.
I want you to ask me if I’m okay?
I want to answer you: “yes, more than ever.
I want to show that remote control, leading your hand towards it.
I want to lick my lips.
Gently moan.
Stretch my body of horniness.
Feel my nipples obey all the rules.
I want to ask you if you want to serve me (well), so to speak.
I want you to do me.
So close, no matter how far. Couldn’t be much more from the heart.
So take control. Choose a soft stand or hard vibrating.
Make me cum.
Subdued, quiet, but because of you, for you and oh so intense.
Does all of this sound anything like you?
In other words, do you want to be my ‘remote control lover’ tonight?
Ah. Pretty please?


All artwork by Puck Rietveld

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