A Long Distance Love Affair (10 page)

 The least glance better understood than words

 Which still said all, but ne'er could say too much."

Enjoy your last few days over there.  I'm thinking of you divine one, especially your smile.  Looking forward to your return and hearing about your adventures.

Buenas noches

 Looking forward also to you saying Muchos gracios to me in the flesh (repeatedly) at some time.

Chariette

My Prince

Thank you for your lovely calls this week. Oh your voice sends me into such raptures....especially your 'mmhmm'. 

And the thought of a possible tryst makes me go weak at the knees (and this is really saying something given that I have very big and very strong knees...).  I am so excited (in all sorts of places) at the thought of the possibility of seeing you and being with you again.  There's so much I want to do with your beautiful body.  My hands are so dying to have you in them (as are other parts of me...) And my eyes are so looking forward to feasting on you.  You give me such pleasure.  Just to think about you gives me pleasure, let alone to see you and touch you and feel you.  You make  experience such a feeling of aliveness and sexual joy.  I think about you so much I'm ashamed of myself...but oh what lovely thoughts they are.. and what a lovely indulgence to indulge in.

You are the prince of my passions, the prince of my dreams, the prince of my body and of my lust.

Dear Chariot

I'm all for finding responsive areas, you could pretty well touch me anywhere and find one!! And when oil is involved - even more so!  I can hold a lot of things under sexual tension (and in fact love to do so), but a pose might be difficult for me because I do so like to move and respond. I am longing to stroke your beautiful body oiled up too, and not just with my hands...

How I wish you were here with me now...I am so dying for your touch.  I so want to pleasure you and be pleasured by you. I love to take your clothes off and love you to undress me and experience the thrill of the sexual build up in this.  I wish I could make love with you all night tonight in every imaginable way.  I want to do all those four letter word things you've mentioned and for you to take me in every physical way.  I love to feel your body on top of me and the pressure of you as you are first entering me.  That is such a divine feeling.  And then I just love to move with you, stroke for stroke, to let you know how beautiful it is for me, and how much I love to be involved with you in this way and to try to give you maximum pleasure too.  I am just throbbing at the thought of this now.

I am going to have to go and have a brandy now....I'm just dying for you

Chariette

Dear Chariot

How I would love to 'make sweet moan' with you just now. 

I was in a very bad state for you over the break.  I think when I go on leave my whole body so craves for you it overwhelms me.  At work I can keep this a little (very little) more under control but when I'm feeling more relaxed the thoughts of desire for you just sweep right through me.  It doesn't appear to be going away at all, in fact it's intensifying.  Poor Me!!  Alack and Alas!!  I so hope an opportunity will arise for us to get together sometime soon. And it seems like ages since we've been able to have a long talk

Forgive my moaning at the outset.  Just keen to be with you really.

Chariette

A memory

It was when we worked at the same place at a Christmas wind up.  You were standing leaning against a verandah post (can’t remember which building).  It was breezy and your tie was blowing.  You had on a blue shirt.  You were standing alone and looking over at me.  I looked back at you feeling such longing in me.  After some time I went over to you and we talked some inconsequential stuff but were looking quite intently at each other. I wanted you so much....  I wanted to drop to the ground and kiss your feet. 

Oh I so - Worshipped - you then....

My Beautiful Morpheus

It was lovely to hear from you the other night.  My desire and intensity levels have now reached the acute stage... I get visions of your beautiful face with certain looks on it.  There is one that comes to me frequently, which any description would not do justice to, but it's such an unbelievably sexy look and you keep tormenting me with it. It comes to me when I'm sitting on the train with my mind meandering in space and it comes to me in dreams.  I am just smitten with your face..it is beyond compare. 

I was thrilled to hear of your interest in Caravaggio and of your search for him in Rome.  He is one of my favourite painters as he is so earthy and real.  Even his religious paintings have a sense of real people undergoing real emotions and real suffering. Normally I can't stand religious painting.  I'm not religious at all and in fact I spurn organised religion. I'm going to try to go this weekend to the exhibition and it will be even more pleasurable to me knowing you have seen them too and knowing your interest in them.  I'm particularly looking forward to the fruit still life (as I mentioned to you).  He does a great gourd!  (So do you!!)

Chariette

Dear Chariot

Glad to see your spirit has wafted through again – but no email.....  Is all well with you…?

I appear to be coming down with bronchitis – a particularly virulent form of bug that has gone straight to my chest (….I’m wishing you could go straight to my chest… I would still want you even if I were possessed with a pneumonium delirium.)

It was my eldest son’s 30
^th
birthday on Saturday (Friday really, but we had a big celebration for him on Saturday).  He confessed to me that he’s finding it increasingly difficult to continue to comply with my request that he tells people he’s only 14.  I have no idea why that would be ..a simple enough request I would have thought..

Chariette

Dear Chariot

So wonderful to hear from you today.....

We are plunging into the throes of winter here again.  Already wearing a coat and scarf and need to buy gloves after my dog ate mine last winter.  Everyone’s looking pasty and unwell on the train and bunkered down.

I am recovering but still don’t feel 100% … I was supposed to go to the opera with some friends last Friday, but I was too unwell to drive so I missed it which was pretty disappointing. 

Speaking of opera, one of the things I’d love to do with you (in addition to the already proffered list of soaping you all over in the shower; kissing every micrometer of you, and making love to you all night in every imaginable way…) is to be in close physical contact with you (preferably naked on lovely white sheets …) where I could play you some of my favourite pieces of music and for us to be lying there, letting the emotion of the music suffuse us, and for this to lead to some beautifully affectionate lingering memorable intimate gentle lovely sex between us…

I think you are so lovely.

Chariette

Dear Chariot

Spent a lovely day wandering all over the Victorian Art Gallery.

The Caravaggio exhibition was spectacular and I thought the idea of showing works of his contemporaries was really clever and helped to show his effect on others.  I wasn’t too keen on all the violent bloodthirsty ones with the many beheadings of various characters from biblical history and I was puzzled at the significance of the skull in so many of the other paintings.  My favourites of the whole exhibition were the Four Seasons (not by Caravaggio), and Caravaggio’s fruit still life (of course) and his Narcissus.  The Narcissus myth has a very personal connection for me in relation to an experience a number of years ago that could be described as a life altering epiphany...I will tell you about that some time.

But the fruit still life...it blew me away. I’ve seen reproductions in books but it was even more larger than life than I expected.  You could feel the sexual imagery just coursing through it...there were seeds everywhere.....the rich red of the persimmon spilling seed, the gash of the pumpkin and the curious cutting of the watermelon in strips to reveal as much juicy flesh laden with seeds as possible. The grapes were ripe and luscious, the peaches fleshy and golden, and the figs...well... they were something else.  There was one fig that had just split itself with ripeness ....

I would very much like to be the splitting fig to your firm gourd just now...

Chariette

Dear Chariot

So wonderful to hear from you today.  Oh you are just my heart's delight and thrill me so.

Speaking of something to look forward to – I am just alive with passionate expectation at the hope of being with you sometime soon… I hope you can work something out.   I’m lost for words to describe how happy the prospect of this makes me.  You need to give me a little notice though because I have to prepare – paint my toenails, buy some new shoes, etc (I think you will be interested in the ‘etc’…)  Oh it will be so lovely to look into your eyes again and to touch your beautiful hands and be swept away on a tide of sexual passion for you.  I will be so ready for you… I am dying for your touch and intimate connection with you.  You have no idea how so very beautiful I think you are.

You are my luscious forbidden fruit…(and vegetables!).

Sleep well my beautiful prince.

Chariette

Dear Chariot

If I had the chance I would be making love to you in the morning, in the evening and in the afternoon. How I would love to be making love to you just now. 

Oh you have affected me so...I feel so alive to you, my body just thrums for you.  You have penetrated me and touched me in more ways than one.... I live in hope of being with you again however briefly.

“If it were not for hope the heart would break..”

You bring out all the soft and beautiful things in me and I feel awash with lovely feelings because of you.

Chariette

My Heart’s Delight (and all other body parts’ delight...)

Oh I am in a slurry of passionate feeling for you just now.  You make me feel like a proton in a particle accelerator! (How’s that for romantic imagery?!.......) It’s your voice that does it to me (and of course thoughts of you doing things to me does it to me too!) Oh how I would love to have you buried in the very depths of me just now...  I wish we were both feeling and moaning “Oh!.. Oh!.... Ohhh!” just now.