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He feels her buzzing in his pocket.

Her e-mails digitally dancing against his upper thigh.

He smiles to himself and continues his conversation without a beat, a business pitch over a working lunch. He sips water, wishing it was wine.  The tuna steak on his salad nicoise is laid out like a sacrifice.  It is viciously seared on the outside and tepidly crimson in the centre. It tastes of sea and blood. He has the distance of an ocean in his mind.

He knows she has woken early in her later time zone. He imagines her stretching her soft, warm body.  She is tousle-haired with blurry eyes and sleepy, quiet nipples.

He orders coffee, impatient to close the deal. The waitress flirts, and he rewards her with a glance that is as instinctive as it is brief.  There are handshakes and partings.

At the now empty table he reaches for his phone.

His fingers close around the promise of her words.

And the secrets of her skin.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photo stolen from A Day in July

 
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Posted by on March 24, 2013 in D/s, Still Life

 

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  1. thesacredroad

    March 24, 2013 at 3:50 pm

    tingly goosebumps and heart melting sighs. X

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  2. hotlilmess

    March 24, 2013 at 3:57 pm

    simply wonderful. Thank you.

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  3. copiousveracity

    March 24, 2013 at 3:59 pm

    Mmm…

    That was beautiful.

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  4. hispetitelle

    March 24, 2013 at 4:04 pm

    The best kind of anticipation.

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  5. Lonely Daffodil

    March 24, 2013 at 4:35 pm

    Wow…

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  6. carolinejuliette

    March 24, 2013 at 6:10 pm

    Love this! I really want to see what she said & what he said back!!

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  7. vishalbheeroo

    March 24, 2013 at 7:15 pm

    beautiful post.You write so well:)

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  8. bitesofshe

    March 24, 2013 at 8:23 pm

    So alluring x

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  9. sometimes

    March 25, 2013 at 12:51 am

    Sacrificial tuna, seared but bloody, poor tuna. Water that should be wine, appropriate for this time of year. I should write more about food. Thanks for the image and inspiration. Sigh, I think I will have that glass of wine tonight…

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    • Romantic Dominant

      March 25, 2013 at 1:00 pm

      Thank you. I hope you enjoyed …

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      • sometimes

        March 25, 2013 at 6:08 pm

        I really did…The “everyday” nature of it that speaks to something more. I enjoy the use of the mundane to illuminate life. It also made me want a salad. :-).

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        • Romantic Dominant

          March 25, 2013 at 8:00 pm

          I’m not sure of which of those I am most proud of inspiring.
          Smiles

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          • sometimes

            March 25, 2013 at 9:03 pm

            Ha ha! I just laughed out loud. Thanks for that too. P.S. I just had a yummy salad. 😉

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  10. Author_4_U

    March 25, 2013 at 12:58 am

    Swoon, beautiful writing…

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  11. lyriquediscorde

    March 25, 2013 at 4:49 am

    Stunning…vivid…lovely…evocative.

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  12. mirabella

    March 25, 2013 at 6:53 am

    Bellissima…beautiful true. Loved.

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  13. butterflyx3

    March 25, 2013 at 2:58 pm

    Beautiful

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  14. mlbk7

    March 25, 2013 at 4:42 pm

    He loves her messages. They thrill him and she loves sending them as much as he likes receiving them. Delightful. xo

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  15. ghostwriter3104

    March 27, 2013 at 5:52 pm

    Truly artistic… I am impressed by your talent

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  16. lesliemeeks

    November 2, 2014 at 7:42 pm

    A joy I’m sure to receive messages from her. Beautifully written..

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