Blues

Sad and solitary she frequently felt. The melancholic song playing softly in the background matched her emotions perfectly. That was her existence - a prolonged, wistful anticipation punctuated by blissful encounters with her lover. His caress on her smooth flesh and the pulsating hardness within her erased her feelings of solitude, if only briefly. Yet once He departed again, she found herself yearning for the forthcoming tryst.