The Button-Fly Effect

Straight out of a boy band with that perfectly coifed hair and that rugged, gentle smile. It took me a minute …ok maybe just a few seconds.    The chat we had was enlightening and I was curious.

Now what is underneath that hood…or in your case, those jeans.

It was time for me to focus.  I inhaled the unique scent of your skin, the warmth of your body and the gentleness of your tongue.  For a minute, I  wanted to leave your clothes on, while I slowly stripped away mine.  The urge was there to restrain my wants and needs, to tease myself and only discover you through textile touch.

That look in your eye.  It was then, I changed my mind.

My hand on your neck and one hand teasing your belt strap loose, wanting to know what was greeting me underneath.  A package waiting to be unwrapped – and not just the obvious.  I unbuttoned the first button and sheepishly I whispered for you to help me with the rest….

The button-fly effect…It handles a bit awkwardly at first, but once you get the grip it’s all there and ready for you to dive in.

Music mood:  the Ramones “Rock ‘n’ Roll High School”

Neurally yours,

the button fly fairy xo 

I'm a writer and a lover not a fighter, except if I really want something.

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