Sun was on its way down and the sky had this beautiful tint before it turns completely dark. This had been one of the hottest days for the season and yet more were to come, Tania was afraid. She got up from her desk and headed towards the windows in her bedroom to get them opened - letting the warm breeze in, lightly caressing her face. She felt hot and bothered and decided a quick shower woudn't hurt her, but her stomach was rumbling from being empty too long so she headed to the kitchen first....
Severe thunderstorm was announced by the sky which filled her heart with joy at the thought of a wet day the following morning. There was not much to eat, so she pulled some cheese from the fridge and cut it in small squares and peeled a tangerine to help with her dry mouth, and walked back to bed to start eating slowly while surfing the channels on the television not really focusing on anything. She loved the feeling of possiblites she got every time she was alone. The possiblity of doing whatever she pleased... she could go out, stay in, watch tv, go for a walk, meditate or simply lay in bed thinking about nothing in specific but enjoying the time with herself.
The first drops of water started hitting the floor just as a cool breeze rushed inside, moving the white curtains in a slow - enchanting motion... She couldn't help but smile to herself and almost felt sad to not be able to have her long arms in front of her to give herself a hug... she needed some pampering badly but it was not long before husband came home. Deployed to Germany for some sort of training from work, he'd been out a little over a month now and days seemed longer as the weeks passed.
When she was done with her dinner, she headed back to the kitchen to leave her empty plate and quickly wash her teeth before bed. She decided this was a magical night so went over and opened her pandora box of incense and let her hand pick the first package that came into reach and she pulled out a long box of hand made hindi incense which lit quickly. The sweet sexy smell of flowers quickly rose all around the room and filled her every pore, she almost felt dizzy.
She layed back in bed, tired and turned of the TV. "If only I knew how to masturbate", she thought to herself. It was probably the feeling of loneliness slowly creeping back to her bed, or the intense pheromone scent of the smoky stick she lit earlier but she felt she needed someone, or something to fill the emptiness that was setting in her mind this time of night. Slowly and with thoughts growing steamy she fell into the caring embrace of Morpheus, the god of dreams.
