For a Few Hours

For a few hours the world will be shut out, pushed beyond the locked door, and there will only be me, him, this place, this moment.

For a few hours, there will be no worries or stress - no bills, no deadlines, no errands, no demands.

For a few hours, I will be so enveloped in his arms and his passion that I'll be able to release my fears and my inhibitions.

For a few hours, I'll be able to completely let go of expectations and responsibilities.

For a few hours, I will be the woman that most of the world never sees - passionate, ravenous, submissive, obedient, sexual, voracious.

For a few hours, my only thoughts will be about pleasure - his and mine, giving and receiving.

For a few hours, I'll belong only to him without any thoughts of hiding or right or wrong.

For a few hours, I'll feel perfectly safe and loved and desired and needed.

I'll be his.

For a few hours.