The whirring of a four blade fan

Afternoon delight, moving towards a climax that will be more exhilarating than anything thats ever happened before.

A quiet beach, warm sand beneath your feet, a row of palms, that delectable sensation of hot sun and cool breezes, love in the afternoon, the quiet whirring of a four blade fan,chilled wine at sundown, a walk on the beach, barefoot through the surf, the moon shimmering on the sea, early to bed and early to love.

Reviews

[SwampRat]

Excellent prose and delectable wordplay. Love the location, the feel of sand beneath your feet, and the breeze that would be stirring the palm, as you wait for sundown in your own private world. But it was the ceiling fan and the chilled (the only way) wine which leads to love and tenderness. Love this write.