Submission
I sit on the edge of the bed watching the light under the bathroom door, the rest of the room lit by the moon reflected on the snow outside. The room is a bit chilly making my nipple stand erect under the light white tank top I am wearing. I resist the urge to get up and turn up the heat, the chill making me feel alive. I hear the shower running and know the bathroom is filled with steam from the super hot shower he enjoys taking after a long day. I think about sliding into the shower with him, the raw need in me is almost overwhelming. I am not sure where it comes from but some days it sneaks up on me, taking over all my senses. It is a blessing that …