Sex Music

Aug 08, 2008 21:07

I'm sitting in a neighborhood coffee shop, where I thought I'd try to finish my chapter. It's kinda funny writing smut in a room full of people who have no idea that I'm actively trying to picture naughty scenes while sipping my latte. Anyway, this coffee shop apparently is hosting live music tonight, A traditional Turkish/Arabic ensemble.

This music IS sex!

I keep trying to not roll my head back and close my eyes orgasmically. They had a belly dancer. Full costume. Whatever. I wasn't feeling it. But then..

This woman in the audience (there are about 5 people here including me and her) gets up. Okay, she knows the band, that's obvious. She's plumpish - healthy looking though - like Jewel used to be - well, a bit bigger than that. Jeans, brown tank top. Clearly not dressed the part.

And she starts to dance. I'm floored.

She is sensual and controlled and the drummer next to her looks like he is both controlling her and under her spell. My hands come off the keyboard as I sit dumbfounded and well, shit.. it's so fucking sexy. She's not smiling like she is putting on a show. She looks like the music is making love to her. Oh my GOD! She just put her hands her hands behind her back like a submissive. Oh my GOD!

WOW! Absolutely WOW! I am so in the right frame of mind to finish writing. If only she'd leave so I could stop staring at her.



music, dancing, writing, sex

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