Dreaming of you -part 1

BEFORE YOU READ THIS I ASK OF YOU TO DO SO WHEN YOU HAVE TIME TO ABSORB EVERY WORD. TO BE SOMEWHERE , WHERE YOU CAN CLOSE YOUR EYES AT WILL AND AND IMAGINE THE MOMENT. TO FEEL EVERY TOUCH, TO HEAR EVERY WORD, TO INHALE EVERY SCENT AS I DID WHEN I HAD THIS DREAM. I FEEL SO INCREDIBLY SENSUAL EVERY MOMENT YOUR HANDS ARE UPON ME, EVERY TIME OUR EYES MEET, EVERY MOVEMENT OF OUR BODIES AS THEY BLEND AS ONE...THIS IS AN ACTUAL DREAM I HAD A FEW NIGHTS AGO. ITS AMAZING HOW ANY DREAM I HAVE THAT INVOLVES YOU IS AS CLEAR AS THESE WORD YOU SEE BEFORE YOU. SO IF YOU CAN NOT PLACE YOUR SELF IN THAT SPECIAL PLACE PLEASE CLOSE THIS FOR NOW AND COME BACK.
THIS IS ONE THAT I PERSONALLY WOULD HAVE LIKE TO HAVE READ TO YOU, TO HEAR YOUR BREATH BECOME PACED AS MINE DID AT EVERY WORD I WROTE. TO SEE THOSE BEAUTIFUL EYES CLOSE AS YOU IMAGINE YOUR SELF THERE WITH ME. HOWEVER WE (LIKE YOU SAID) HAVE NOT BEEN PUT IN A POSITION TO BE ALONE FOR A REASON. SO I HOLD DEAR TO ME THE MOMENTS WE ARE ALONE IN MY DREAMS. THE MANY DREAMS I SHARE WITH YOU IN THAT SAFE PLACE AT NIGHT. NOT ALL DREAMS ARE SENSUAL, THOSE I TREASURE IN MY OWN SAFE PLACE.
IF YOU CHOOSE TO READ ON NOW CLOSE YOUR EYES AND CALL TO ME DEEP WITH IN YOUR HEART AND I WILL BE THERE TO SHARE EVERY MOMENT WITH YOU.

In the dim lights of a night club, I find myself sitting alone, listening to the music. Strong and passionate and upbeat. i had a few drinks of Sea Breeze, my head feeling light, my body relaxed. I stood up feeling the music move my soul. Feeling the need to move with the rhythm, slowly I danced my way over to the dance floor. In my short black skirt, high heeled black pumps, my red cashmere sweater cut just low enough to allow the air to cool my skin as it heated up. The music, I feel the passion of the artist through my every move. Soon I found my self using object around me, to assist in my dancing. As my hands gripped the back of a chair, my body sways as I lower myself down and back up. My feet following every beat as I move across the floor, to be confronted by a pole that was not there before. I saw it as a tool, not as an obstacle. As I take hold of the pole high as I can reach I wrap one leg around and slide down, Still holding on my body flows back as my feet never skip a beat. Next I find myself in the center of the dance floor surrounded by darkness, the only light shines upon me. Uncaringly aware of my surroundings I continue to dance. Caressing by breasts and thigh, still never faltering in my steps. This music how passionate, the drinks removed my worries, not a care about my actions. Just feeling the freedom of the moment. I find myself enjoying the touch of my hand. The lights turned dim, the music stayed strong, yet I was not disturbed by the change.
As I turn with the music, my eyes opening, I see a shadow standing in the darkness. I feel a rush of comfort and desire as your eyes come into view. You walk to me as I continue dancing, welcoming your presence. Tall, dark and handsome you stand before me. My eyes scan every inch you. You stand before me in a black suit, carefully pressed and tailored to fit your every curve. How your pants caress your bottom and hang weightlessly down you long sensual legs. Your shoes shiny and black matched, elegantly resting upon your feet. Your shirt a subtle red, not dominated but comforting to the eye. The silky fabric, gently shimmered in the dim lights.