An ever-growing infatuation (E)

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A stunning vision that just about made me drop to my knees every time I saw her...

From the fantastic long while shirt with sleeves that flared at the wrists to the black jacket that remained opened in front, and her shiny, not-quite-at the-knee shiny high-heeled boots, I just could not take my eyes off my Goddess today. For the occasion of our longest day in public together in several weeks. She looked radiant and irrestibly sexy.

As our relationship continues to grow, I was reminded that I find myself increasingly, uncontrollably, attracted to my Goddess. I so enjoy her company, her wit, her intelligence, her affection, her humor, her care, and everything else she does for me. Our D/s relationship is beyond anything I could have scripted in my wildest dreams before I met her. And I love her beyond words. I can't even imagine where this will take us in the next few years.

She turned many heads today. I couldn't repress a smile every time someone noticed her. And I couldn't help but to think "they couldn't possibly imagine..."

In love with my Goddess (E)

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I am so in love with her.

I wake up next to her in the morning, and I am overjoyed to be given the gift of another day with her.

My first thought is to take care of her, to help her get the day started, to serve her with anything she needs and anything she wants.

I'm desperate for her smile, desperate for her voice, desperate for her touch, desperate to feel that she feels for me what I feel for her.

We get separated for our work day, and all I can think about is the next phone call, the next text, the next email, the next time I see her.

During work, every other thought is about her. She weaves in and out of my heart, of my mind, of my soul, no whatever what I do, what I think of, what I'm engaged in.

Throughout the entire day, I have but one desire, one objective, one want, one need... to be back with her.

Getting back together at the end of the day, once more, I'm desperate for her smile, desperate for her voice, desperate for her touch, desperate to feel that she feels for me what I feel for her.

Knowing that we are together for the rest of the evening, my only thought is to take care of her, to make our time together happy, sexy, bright, positive, enriching, fun, optimistic, enjoyable, to serve her with anything she wants and anything she needs.

We go to bed, holding each other closely and warmly (unless I'm in bondage...), and I am thankful for having received the gift of another day with her in my life.

I am deeply in love with her... obsessively in love with her... addictively in love with her... and I never, ever want it to end... never... ever...