The sun was setting into a warm red hue this evening, craddling the edge of the horizon and slipping slowly into the blue hued twilight that had taken hold of her entire thought process for weeks.
She waited, curled into the couch and gazing out the windows to her side, anxious and uncertain that she had the confidence needed to fully follow through with the long night waiting before her. The plans were made and thought through repeatedly, working out the kinks in foreplay and adjusting evey detail and movement as close to perfection she could manage. Dom’s truely had the the heavier work load- but the trust given in return and the pleasure of animating anothers most vivid of fantasies was a gift in its own.
You see, this woman in particular had met another online- talking back and forth for weeks, sending photos and going into great detail confiding in one another about their up-most sexual desires. By this point, Clara had devised all the simplicites and gathered them together, creating what she intended to be a night of only trust and intimate release. She knew this woman’s sexual needs and fantasies like the back of her hand although never truly meeting her before; Now, all she had to do was wait for her to arrive.