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Daily Sexy Musings: Well-Dressed Men

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You can tell a lot about a man by how he dresses. Say what you will about someone who wears fancy clothes and buys overpriced hair care products. A man who puts genuine effort into how they look says they value the image they present. It’s not always out of pure vanity. When done right, a well-dressed man can have genuine appeal, including the sexy kind.

I can safely say that I feel genuinely sexy as a man when I put on one of my suits. It’s not just that the suit costs more than discount T-shirts from Wal-Mart. It gives me a sense of confidence and worth. I worked on myself and a nice suit helps put it all on display. The following Daily Sexy Musing is my way of giving that unique feeling some substance to go with the style. Enjoy!

I stand in front of the mirror, wearing a freshly-ironed shirt, a perfectly-tailored pair of slacks, and an imported silk tie that was grossly overpriced. I don’t mind, though. I put it on with pride, smiling to myself as I smooth it out and fix every wrinkle. Then, I put on my blazer and button it up.

It marks the end of a masculine metamorphosis. I’m no longer the man who groaned restlessly as he got out of bed. Now, I’m a man ready to take on the world and look good doing it. Everything about me feels more refined. My poise, my demeanor, and my attitude are heightened. There’s nothing I can’t achieve.

I turn around and see you standing in the door. You look at me the same way you look at a beautiful sunset. You’ve seen me at my best and at my worst. You’ve seen me naked and wearing clothes so cheap they barely qualify as rags. However, in that moment, I become something greater in your eyes.

I am a man of confidence, determined and driven.

I am a man of worth, having strived and earned.

I am a man of grit, willing to work and achieve.

You walk over to me. You place your arms around my neck. You feel the fancy fabrics now covering my body. It may only be the shell, but it makes everything within shine brighter. I feel your admiration in every glance. As I take in your touch, I sense more than admiration.

In these clothes, overpriced they may be, you don’t just see the man I am. You see the man I strive to be. Through what I ware, I say to you that I want to be more. I seek to be a man that others respect. More importantly, I seek to be a man you desire. With every admiring glance, I know I’m succeeding.

I can tell you want me.

I can tell you love me.

I can tell you feel my love.

As I hold you, the fancy fabrics cling to my skin. From a rough-cut diamond to a polished gem, I am the best man I can be for you. It’s enough to make you want to tear my suit off and show why you’re the best lover a man could hope for. I know you want to. I feel it as your hands tremble.

I share your want, but I cannot forget. There is work to be done. I let you admire me as long as you need to. I then whisper into your ear a tantalizing preview of what awaits us tonight. Your smile widens and your face blushes. I’ve just given us both something to anticipate.

I put this suit on with goals in mind and determination in heart. You give me a reason to wear it with pride and honor. Now, I look forward to the moment when you help me take it off.

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Daily Sexy Musings: Tempting And Teasing

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There are people who genuinely like to tease or be teased. I know some of these people. There’s nothing wrong with them. They enjoy playing sexy games. They find it challenging and engaging. To them, jumping through all those hoops makes the end result more worthwhile. Whether it takes the form of heated lovemaking or just a good fuck, it gives meaning to their efforts.

Personally, I don’t care much for that level of teasing. Don’t get me wrong. I appreciate it to some extent, but I’ve always been more overt when it comes to my personal life. That works for me. Even so, I’ve seen elaborate teasing work just as well for others. Some have been married for years and still act like horny teenagers. This latest Daily Sexy Musing is a celebration for them. Enjoy!

I sneak my hand around your waist. I hold you a little closer. Through a simple twitch of my fingers, I make clear what I desire. My clothes are already itchy. My pants are already tight. I’m undressing you with my eyes, but I’d rather undress you literally.

Then, you look at me. You just smile with that loving, yet naughty glint in your eye. You don’t need me to say it out loud. You already know. With a simple twitch of your lips, I know you want it too. I’m ready. You’re ready. Why are we still fully clothes?

However, you don’t give the word. You don’t send those clear signals I know so well. Instead, you divert your gaze. I can tell you’re still smiling. I know you still want it. You’re just not making it easy on me. You’re making me work for it. Already, I know what this is.

You’re teasing me.

You’re tempting me.

You’re daring me to prove how much I want you.

My pants get tighter. My clothes get itchier. I long to feel your naked skin against mine. I’m willing to work for it. I know you’re worth it. Your love, your heart, and your sex are just so worth it. You want to tempt me? Go right ahead. Intensify my desire at your own risk.

I make my next move. I lean in and kiss your neck. I’m subtle and gentle. I let you know I’m willing to be patient. I can tempt you as much as you tempt me. Can you handle it? Do you really want to play that game? I love you too much and know you too well. As of now, the game is on.

I keep kissing you. I trail my fingers around your waist, down your face, and over your every sinew. I know all the ways you like to be touched. Even through your clothes, I can reach you. I can get to those places that get your heart racing and your blood flowing. You try to hide it, but you don’t dare try too hard.

Before long, your breath is short. Your heart is racing. I lean in closer, letting you feel mine as well. Everything slows down. Every gesture becomes more intense. Every emotion becomes heightened. I hold you closer and you finally respond, but only with more teasing.

For every gesture I offer, you respond with your own.

For every gasp I evoke, you evoke one too.

For every amorous glance, you gaze right back.

It’s no longer one-sided. You tempted me and now I’m tempting you. Neither one of us dares to give in. It’s a test of will and restraint. How long are we willing to endure? Just how badly do we want each other after so much temptation?

Like a barometer of our passion, we exceed basic yearning and enter uncharted territory. Here, the depths of our love become tangible. The extent of our desire becomes vast. I feel it and so do you. We really are this willing to endure. More importantly, we’re willing to endure together.

At that moment, the proverbial dam breaks. Finally, we give in. Touching turns to caressing. In a flash, our clothes come off and our bodies become entwined. Every sensation gains greater meaning. Every feeling gains greater depth.

We played the same game.

We endured the same temptation.

In the end, we share in the same ecstasy.

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Daily Sexy Musings: Our Song

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Turn on any device that streams music and chances are you’ll hear at least one love song within the first 15 minutes. It’s a common theme in every era of music, from drinking songs in old taverns to bubblegum pop hits that have annoyingly catchy beats. A vast chunk of the most popular songs of all time are love songs.

It makes sense too. You seek to describe love, sex, and passion, but can’t just use ordinary words. You need to do something more extraordinary and music can help with that. A good love song can go a long way towards turning a feeling into an experience. What follows is a sexy musing on just how intimate that experience can be when you find a song that evokes all the right passions. Enjoy!

When we first heard it, our ears perked up. Our hearts beat faster. We smiled and danced a little. It seemed like simple fun, at the time. If we never heard that song again, then maybe that was all it would’ve been to us.

However, we did hear it again. We heard it a lot. Soon, it became something more than just a song.

I hear those first few notes. Almost instantly, my thoughts shift. They drift like clouds following gusts of wind, eventually centering around you. As I think about you, I think about us. As the song plays, the concept of us takes on a greater meaning. It isn’t just a catchy tune that makes me want to dance. It’s a direction connection between our hearts.

Then, I hear the first round of lyrics. In those words are the poetry of passion, depictions of love and intimacy that defy convention. I listen to every word, the beat and the rhythm supplementing every sentiment. In just a few lines of song, an ocean of emotions that I cannot hope to articulate becomes clear.

I look at you and you look at me. We smile and laugh. We’re having fun, but that’s only on the surface. Just below the dancing and grins is a world of feelings that can only be conveyed, but never grasped. In less than a minute, we drift closer, as if the song reminds us why we cherish those feelings.

I hold you and you hold me, the song playing in the background. Our smiles never wane. How could they not? Through a simple song, we say to one another what would take a lifetime. The song does the talking for us. There’s no need to contemplate the words, adjust our tone, and set the mood. In just one song, everything that needs to be said is said.

With no need for words, actions take over. We dance together. We touch, we embrace, and we kiss. Before we know it, dancing just isn’t enough. The song just reveals too much of our passions. We can’t hope to simply sway together and hope that will do justice for our love.

Our love is greater.

The song celebrates that greatness.

We, as lovers, must celebrate it as well.

Before it even ends, the gestures evolve. Our dance becomes a steady exchange of gestures. Those gestures become more sensual. Suddenly, the air around us gets hot. The clothes we’re wearing become unbearable. We can’t get them off fast enough. To feel the power of the music, we must feel each other whole.

The song is at its end, but our dance is just beginning. Without saying a word, we connect through the song. I take you and you take me. We engage in the most intimate dance possible, the echoes of our song still playing in our minds. In the end, that’s what it feels like.

It’s our song.

It’s our intimate link.

It’s the very rhythm of our love.

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