I see the beads of sweat forming on your forehead.  Its cute and stirring something in me.  I appreciate that you are sharply dressed.  My eyes transfix on your perspiration.  I’m listening intently as you talk passionately about your interests but I can’t help but be turned on to your sweat.

Its hot but its nice.  Well, its more than nice.  I’m sweating now. Your lips.  My skin is hot to the touch.  My back arches and my eyes are closed.  I sense you watching.  Your eyes burning themselves into me as I writhe and sweat in rhythm to the music faintly playing in the background. An ebb and flow of carnal intensity.  The satin sheets make me feel like I am floating on a cloud.   A subtle breeze brushes my skin but the heat and sweat feels refreshing.

The consensus is to take a long position on this one, building up sweat equity for next time.

Music Mood:  Lana Del Rey “Cola (pussy)” – Come on baby, lets ride..We can escape to the great sunshine…

Yours truly,

the Trader Temptress xo