Tub

*I wrote this 8/8/07*
In the steamy bath I caress my foot as the water fills the tub. I slowly move my fingers to my inner thigh as the water beads on my leg. My hand sinks into the water and I trace my lips gentle.
I think of you and how your fingers once loved to explore me, how you would caress my skin and wrap your legs around mine. The water filled the tub and the bubbles rose just shy of the ledge.
I looked at my hard nipples peaking out from the water and bubbles, thinking of how wonderful it felt when you licked and sucked them. I twist them to get a little pleasure.
I remembered how my body ached and moved on it’s own wanting more of you and the pleasure you could give me. How I wanted you to come though the door to join me in the bath and pleasure me once more.
I was alone and knew you would never come. I traced my lips squeezing my hand between my legs and feeling my wet nipple tingle at the pressure.
My fingers are so small they can hardly fill me. I remember how it felt to have you enter me, how you filled me with pleasure and the sharp tingle. My lips tensed in excitement when I remembered the sensations when you moved in and out.
You would kiss my neck and make me gasp for pleasure. How I missed it and oh how it felt like it was so many years ago. I knew that I could not do it. I took my fingers out. Only you could satisfy me.
The water drained, leaving my skin hot, wet and red. Leaving me unsatisfied.