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Matter of Time

09 Oct

He knows her instantly.

She is eating alone.  The restaurant is busy.  They have found her a small table by the window away from the clamour and the clatter, the lovers and the friends, the families and the business people.

She has not seen him.

He studies her.  He examines every inch of her,

From the slim ankles to the elegant calves to the hint of gorgeous thigh beneath the hem of her figure-hugging dress.

From the narrow waist to the sweetly ripe swell of her proud breasts.  Three buttons demurely undone – the initial curve of her cleavage is an arc of divine promise.

From the poised set of her shoulders to the delicate throat to the hair shrouded face.

She looks up from the menu at the approach of the waitress.

From where he sits he can already see a history and a hunger in her eyes.

He knows her instantly.

It is a matter of time.

 
25 Comments

Posted by on October 9, 2012 in Erotica, Still Life

 

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25 responses to “Matter of Time

  1. charmaine151

    October 9, 2012 at 10:42 am

    I wish more men were as predatory as you.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      October 9, 2012 at 5:10 pm

      I never thought of myself in that way. I am only predatory when I know that my prey is aching to be taken
      .

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  2. MysticalKitty

    October 9, 2012 at 12:01 pm

    *Like button is so limiting…Especially when words are not so easy to describe the feel after the reading.

    Your prowling style reminds me of a cat’s…patient and playful and ah, so torturous.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      October 9, 2012 at 5:12 pm

      Thank you. ‘Predatory’ in the last comment and now ‘prowling’ in this. Is this the image I project?

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      • Evelyn

        October 9, 2012 at 7:08 pm

        you assume those words are bad…

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        • Romantic Dominant

          October 10, 2012 at 7:56 pm

          Perhaps to me they are …

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      • MysticalKitty

        October 10, 2012 at 1:50 am

        *shy smile…

        We all are hunters…of beauty or riches, of excitement or fame, of knowledge or power… It is ingrained in every breathing moment.

        The exquisite finesse of the image tells you apart. Thank you

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        • Romantic Dominant

          October 10, 2012 at 7:57 pm

          No. Thank you for reading and commenting so kindly

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  3. Isabella

    October 9, 2012 at 2:02 pm

    Yumm!!!

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    • Romantic Dominant

      October 9, 2012 at 5:13 pm

      Laughing

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      • Isabella

        October 9, 2012 at 8:45 pm

        This is where…I say..”More..Please!”

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        • Romantic Dominant

          October 10, 2012 at 7:56 pm

          One tries

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  4. pivoine68

    October 9, 2012 at 4:52 pm

    Lovely. I’ve been missing you.

    Bisous,
    Dawn

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    • Romantic Dominant

      October 9, 2012 at 5:14 pm

      You aren’t the most prolific of bloggers either. Smiles.

      Thank you

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      • pivoine68

        October 9, 2012 at 6:36 pm

        No, I mean I have not been reading much lately. You are a quite prolific blogger!

        Smiling back.

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        • Romantic Dominant

          October 9, 2012 at 6:50 pm

          I am not these days. So faded I am almost invisible.

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          • pivoine68

            October 9, 2012 at 6:59 pm

            You rest vivid in my mind.

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            • Romantic Dominant

              October 10, 2012 at 7:53 pm

              I’m honoured

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            • Romantic Dominant

              October 10, 2012 at 7:55 pm

              I’m honoured

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          • Evelyn

            October 9, 2012 at 7:08 pm

            I can always see you…

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            • Romantic Dominant

              October 10, 2012 at 7:55 pm

              I try to be incognito

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  5. Maggie Carpenter

    October 10, 2012 at 7:09 pm

    So that was you?

    I remember feeling the eyes upon me. The prickling at the back of my neck as every instinct told me I was not just being watched, but sensuously scrutinized. Did you spy the flush creeping up my neck as your gaze rested upon those covered breasts you so artfully describe as filled with promise? Was my furtive glance, darting from face to face, covert enough that you missed it? Or did you choose to drop your evaluating stare at just the right moment?

    In my mind, waiting for you, the sultry stranger, to make himself known, I imagined the Masterful seduction that followed, leading me ever deeper into the dark, luscious passion that is dizzying pleasure and exquisite pain.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      October 10, 2012 at 7:58 pm

      Smiles. It must have been me.
      And you.

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  6. Jade Cary

    October 22, 2012 at 4:27 pm

    Mmmm…stalkingly sweet. Love.

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