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Authors: Mary-Ellen McLean

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Your burstingly ripe fig – Chariette

 

 

 

Oh divine one

 

I was thinking of your beautiful face today, trying to capture it in my mind.  But it refused to be captive and wouldn’t be still. I ended up with a pastiche of fleeting glances of you dredged up from my memory. (You are occupying more than your fair share of my grey cells in this regard….) But oh how those glances of your face thrilled me so! 

 

I have other parts of you stored in my memory too and they were playing havoc with me all weekend.  I can be happily unconscious of you for periods of time, but then thoughts of you invade me from nowhere, and fill me with such longing – oh such longing for you.

 

Longing for the taste of you, the sight of you, the feel of you.

 

Chariette

 

 

 

Beautiful Adonis of my dreams

 

Your phone call last night was wonderful.  I love to hear the beautiful, resonant, sexy tones of your voice and your laugh is delightful.  God I am such a sucker for you....

 

I have had a day of back to back meetings and through lunch as well.  By the afternoon I find my mind wandering to you.  Around 3pm it was flashing very lascivious images of you into my consciousness - very naked, very active, exciting images. ..it makes it hard to concentrate on the agenda at hand!  My face is probably a study in goodness knows what at these times.  I think my subconscious is fixated on the possibility of being with you in the flesh again soon, and it won't let me be in peace.  I try to suppress thoughts about this to avoid disappointment should it not be possible (devastating, complete and utter disappointment....) but I'm obviously not using the right technique, or, more likely, I'm enjoying the images too much.

 

Oh how I'll love to indulge in your beautiful nakedness again, and your wonderful physicality that thrills me so much.  I'm so keen to pleasure you and be pleasured by you.

 

Apart from lusting after you most of the time, I do think of you very tenderly and hope that things are going well for you.  I hope for happiness in your life and pleasure in all that you do.

 

Ton amie - Chariette

 

 

 

My Chariot

 

God how will I ever sleep tonight at the thought of being with you again tomorrow!

 

Chariette

 

 

 

Oh Sweet Prince

 

Found it very hard to concentrate back at work today for some reason...wonderful images keep coming to me.  Loved everything. Having my fill of you...loved stroking you too. Love touching your hands. Loved looking at you, hearing you, feeling you, touching you.

 

Thank you for a glorious wonderful evening.  Will be dreaming of you tonight for sure.

 

Chariette

 

 

 

Beautiful Chariot

 

I’m glad you enjoyed it.  I’d like to know which particulars bits you enjoyed particularly.  And then I’ll tell you which bits I enjoyed….

 

Oh God, I can’t contain myself…I’ll tell you now:

 

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Seeing your beautiful face when you opened the door

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Touching your cheeks

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Feeling your hands touch mine

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Your wonderful champagne kisses

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The lovely fast urgency of our first encounter

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Talking about Rodin with you

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You talking to me about your life

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Watching you make me a cup of tea in the morning

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Drinking in the lovely curves of your arse and thighs with my hands and eyes as you walked about naked

 

Oh there’s more…more…but I’m conscious of spoiling you too much.

 

You are the sun and the moon and the stars to me.

 

Chariette

 

 

 

Not thinking about you

 

I'm not thinking about the way your face lights up when you smile, or about your lovely prominent cheekbones, or the delicious curve of your lips....

 

I'm not thinking about your strong square hands, or the thrilling touch of your fingers, or how your hands are a perfect counterpoint to mine....

 

I'm not thinking about our hands clasping to steady us in a passionate embrace.....

 

I'm not thinking about the luscious curves of your thighs or your bold strong calves....

 

I'm not thinking about how the mellow sexy tones of your voice just thrill me to the core....

 

I'm not thinking about what I would love to be doing with you just now...

 

I'm not thinking about you at all really...

 

 

 

Dear Chariot

 

I woke up in such a lovely happy state this morning and it made me think about what role you've played in that.  I think that what you've done for me is - set me on the road to recovery. 

 

Every day I'm gladder and gladder about where I am now (physically and emotionally) and I'm just so full of optimism and joy.  I feel like I'm on an express train most of the time, hurtling along with such excitement and pleasure in the experience of my life as I'm living it now.

 

And you - well you have been just so wonderful for me - a true Chariot helping me to get to these new places.  The friendship you've shown me and your erotic interest in me have been a key crucible in where I am now.  I experience such wonderful stirring of all sorts of passions because of this and because of you.

 

Your happy thankful grateful one

 

Chariette

 

 

 

Oh Divine One

 

I was listening to my Spanish boyfriend Placido today and he was singing a very beautiful song in Spanish which I didn't understand entirely of course but picked up the gist from his emphasis. It was an operatic song to a woman, imploring her (to give in to him I think) and confessing his feelings to her (I guessed) but it was in the way he sang the word 'mucho' and repeated it that really got to me.  He lingered over it, something like mmmooo-cho, and I WANTED YOU SO MUCH !!! when I heard him sing that. It was full of the aching want I am full of most of the time for you.  Oh if only you knew...if only you knew...

 

I think you are just the loveliest creature and I can't seem to control my unbridled attraction to you.  It is so strong it overwhelms me at times. 

 

Chariette

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Chariot

 

Your call tonight was a delight.    You will really have to master the art of slower walking for me so that our conversations can last just a little longer.  Did you know there is a 'slow walking' movement in the world?  And there's a lot of sense in that. 

 

What I'm really enjoying about my life at the moment, is enjoying the small moments.  Last night walking home the evening sky was a beautiful shade of deep silvery blue.  And tonight there were kookaburras in a huge gum tree being swooped by smaller aggressive birds but they held their ground (their branch really).  And all of that was a beautiful natural moment that I enjoyed. 

 

I was thinking the other night that, if we do ever get another chance to be together, I would like you to sing for me (after we have thoroughly enjoyed each other in other ways - and I mean thoroughly).  I would love that. 

 

I hope the rest of the week is good for you....you make my heart sing.

 

Chariette 

 

 

 

My Sweet Prince

 

It was a lovely surprise to hear from you last night.  It's always a wonderful treat whenever you call. Even though it's often a rush and we just talk a load of nonsense it's still good to connect with you.  I often think during the week of serious conversations I'd like to have with you about issues that come up, but my serious side seems always to vanish as soon as I hear the divine tones of your voice and my intellect just gets swamped with hormones and becomes a useless soggy mush.

 

I was very interested in your tantalizing suggestion of 'coupling' and would very much like to know more detail of all that will go into achieving this particular physical state. Needless to say I am so very keen to be coupled with you again (and again and again and again).

 

Your very soggy mushy one.

 

 

 

 

 

Oh My Fine, Beyond Compare Chariot!

 

I could so do with you tonight.  I am in a desperate desperate state of longing for you. Every fibre of me is imbued with you.  Oh what to do ?? What to do....

 

Oh for a glance of thy fine eyes....

 

Oh for a touch of thy fine hands....

 

Oh for a kiss from thy fine lips....

 

Oh oh oh for everything else as well!

 

From your poor desperado

 

 

 

Oh My Heart's Delight

 

How lovely it was talking to you last week.  How I wish we could have been together.  Oh you just sweep me off my feet! Yours is the voice I long to hear, yours is the face I long to see, yours the body I long to pleasure.  It was just great that you were able to call me.  But I went to bed (well I was in bed when you called) so I went to sleep just so full of longing to touch you and kiss you.  I was very moved too by your very intimate disclosure to me and know what you're going through having been there myself for many years. What I could never understand was why someone who I loved so much was never able to believe that and devoted his time to cruelly controlling me or treating me with such emotional disdain that it just broke my heart.  It made me feel for a long time that I must have been very unlovable.  If it weren't for the support of my friends and my sister I don't know what would have become of me.  And you've helped me too - you've brought back to me the joy of physical encounter and the indescribably wonderful wonderful pleasure of sexual connection.  I can't tell you how good that has been for me.  I just hope I can be of some good to you too.....

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