i experienced being lusted after last night.

i may have been lusted after before. it would be nice to think so. but i've never been as aware of being lusted after, or felt it as intensely, as i did last night.

i have a whole new appreciation of the phrase 'melting in his/her arms'. i felt overwhelmed, felt my will slipping away, the desire to surrender becoming irresistible.

the desire remained unconsummated. my promise to J remains unbroken. i don't regret it. orgasms, wonderful as they are, are fleeting things. do you remember your last one? the one before that? how about the one before that? i don't.

but i will remember how i felt last night, with strong arms around me and hot breath panting hungrily in my ear, probably for the rest of my life.