You Still Ping

We were talking last month and I told you about a question that I often ponder in my head. The question is: "I wonder if she feels as pretty and as sexy as I know her to be?" I guess it's not really a question, but in it (whatever it is) are a number of deep things to consider. I see that pretty face and it leaves me breathless. I see those thighs and they turn me on. I see that ass and it makes me want to bite it. I see those perfectly pert tits of yours and I want them in my mouth right now. I KNOW that you are a rare physical specimen and when you combine it with your speech, your personality, your curiosity and worldliness, you are just the sexiest woman that I have ever known!

But why does it matter to me if you find yourself sexy? Because you are so sexy and desirable and I need you to know and believe that I know that my pretty blue-eyed girl is something else. I guess it's also part ego-related. No guy wants to pull up with a girl that nobody finds attractive and they all want that shine that comes with being with a pretty girl. I'm somewhat different in that I already know that I've got the sexiest thing in the room, but I want you to know that I know that. I need you to understand why every time we're together, I want to tear your clothes off and devour you. It's because you are irresistible to me.

As it were, you response to my question began with" yes, I know that I still ping," and that made me happy because you sure as hell do ping. Too bad for those on the receiving end of that ping though, because you are taken. When we are together again in April, my gaze, my firm grip on your hand and the day collar that you will be wearing will be a constant reminder of that.