Soft music played in the background, and darkness filled the room except for the dim glow of a lamp in the far corner.

Most of the other guests had gone to the kitchen for more drinks, but Marian had stayed behind. She was facing away from me as she sprawled on the sofa, unaware that I was watching her from the doorway.

After a moment I saw her begin to move slightly, her body, perhaps unconsciously, reacting to the music. Her head swayed back and forth on the velvet pillow beneath it.

Suddenly, she rose and started to dance, moving to the beat of the music as she made her way over to the window. There she pressed her body against the pane as if it were her lover, gyrating sensuously. She ran her fingers through her long dark hair, and then began to stroke her body.

I wanted her with an... Read More