Awaken -Winter Afternoon

Who knew we have so many sensitive spots in the face.  His soft fingers gently caress all over my face.  I close my eyes in ecstasy.  I feel his touches on my ear, my forehead, my eyelid, my cheek, then his thumb traces my lips.  I open my mouth nervously.  His finger gently pushes his way in and my tongue meets him helplessly.  Deeper into warmer place inside of me.  It's so sensual, my mouth waters with arousal.  He slowly plants kisses in my face while he keeps his fingers in my mouth.  I'm powerless and paralyzed in between sheets under the warm winter sun. I don't make a sound.

He awakened my body.  All my senses came alive once again.  I feel so alive and rejuvenated.  Am I drowning in this ecstasy again?  No, not this time.  I'm not going back there.

I explore his body with my hand under his shirt.  I carefully caress his waistline where it's warm and sensitive.  He moans.  I caress his hair gently with my other hand and kiss his forehead.  I try tracing my thumb across his lip.  But I don't go any further.

If there's no orgasm, there's no sin.  Or is there?
I know better than crossing that line of boundary.
My red dress stayed on the whole time.

And so we go on with our own lives.