The sun was setting and the sky was a beautiful blend of pinks and oranges. As the shadows grew longer, the night deepened and the air was filled with a heady sense of anticipation.
She was lying in the grass, her hands tracing circles on the grass, feeling the softness of the blades beneath her fingertips. She could feel her heart racing as her thoughts turned to the night ahead.
She was meeting her lover in a few hours and the thought of what the night might bring sent a thrill of excitement through her body. She imagined their hands on each other, their lips exploring each other’s bodies, their clothes slipping off to reveal their bare skin.
The thought of it made her heart race even faster. She pulled out her phone and began to type out a message. She told him how much she wanted him, how she was longing for his touch, how she couldn’t wait for the night ahead.
The message sent, she smiled to herself, feeling her anticipation grow. She knew that by the time the night was over, she would be left with a memory of pleasure and desire that would stay with her forever.