Inspired by a lovely photo series upon which we stumbled a few months back, and which became the source of all manner of fantasy fuel.
We settled on the idea that the photo depicts the lovers’ initial encounter. She chose the place, arriving early to prepare. Scented soaps, the evaluation of outfits, the resignation to nudity as the best option. A bit of liquid courage, then skittering about to find the perfect pose and perch from which to greet him. His breathless arrival. A position of strength balancing a gesture of abandonment. His first touch.
Yes, first touch. I did not need the words to see the story. Nice one.
Thank you! We didn’t fully understand the implications until we saw the final product. 🙂
Lovely picture, that first touch can be quite erotic
*sigh* Yes, it can… 😉
Is nudity a resignation for you Camille? 😉 A lovely, touching image x
For me? No. But I can understand the woman in the scenario we conjured. ~C