I Like Striptease

I pull into the drive and see you in your hammock, gently rocking to some music that only you can hear. I get out of the truck and you slip out of your hammock and motion for me to follow you into the back yard.

I follow your swaying walk around the walk, my eyes taking in the gauzy sheer silk you are wearing and your delightful curves as you move. You finally turn around and I see you're smiling through a fiery blush and your hand points to the bench by a flower bed.

Sitting at your direction, I'm aware of only you. As you start to dance to music only you can hear. You twirl and with nimble fingers loosen a tie and a scarf floats away from your body. It settles into a small heap on the ground and I see a bare shoulder now revealed.

As you dance for me, twirling and bobbing, one by one each silken veil is released and soon you are covered by only one large sheer cloth as the garden is dotted with little heaps of colorful silk.

I watch your legs as you move before me, your arms and hands draw my eyes, and the bare skin that is momentarily revealed as you spin and move. It takes forever, but a delightful eternity, but soon enough the last piece of silk is released and you bow before me, a goddess revealed in the flesh.

Your breasts are heaving with excretion and nerves and I stand and wrap my arms around your and kiss your quivering lips. In moments your hands aid me in removing my clothes and the rest of the evening is spent in pursuit of passionate pleasure.