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Daily Sexy Musing: Movie Night Mischief

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It’s a common theme of old dating traditions. You’re out on a date with your lover, you go to the movies, and things get a little heated as the big screen spectacle unfolds. Sometimes, it’s just playful touching. Sometimes, it becomes a full-fledged make-out session that may or may not require someone’s pants to come off.

I’m not a movie buff, except when it comes to superhero movies, but I do have a strong appreciation for getting covertly frisky in a darkened theater. I’ve seen it happen more than once. There was a movie theater not far from where I went to college that was notorious for couples getting busy during movies. No one got arrested, but many probably could’ve.

With the summer movie season upon us and movies like “Captain Marvel” already making waves, the time is right for couples to get a little more daring in darkened places. Now, I’m not encouraging activities that would be outright illegal. There are lines when it comes to romantic expression, even in darkened movie theaters.

That said, going to a movie doesn’t just have to be about going to a movie. It’s another opportunity for intimacy. It doesn’t have to be elaborate. You and your lover could just sit in your seats, eat popcorn, and watch the show and still have fun. You could also throw in some sexy moments in between. Depending on the kind of movie you’re seeing, that might even enhance the experience.

There aren’t a lot of public places where couples can easily sneak in a few affectionate gestures. A dark movie theater is just one of those select few. This Daily Sexy Musing is my way of appreciating those opportunities. As more summer blockbusters come out in the next few months I hope others take advantage of those opportunities.

The lights dim.

The previews are done.

The popcorn is fresh and so is the melted butter.

The movie is ready to begin and so are we.

Here, alone in a darkened domain, everything becomes more intimate. The spectacle on the screen draws everyone’s attention. For us, it’s both a means of entertainment and a distraction. Eyes that might drift towards us and ears that might sense us are hopelessly diverted. That means our energies can be channeled to more than just the movie.

What began as a simple night out suddenly has the potential to become so much more. Sitting together in such comfortable seats, immersed in a darkened theater, it’s as though fate is tempting us to be reckless with our passions. Little is necessary and even less is needed to spark greater desire.

One covert touch becomes a series of affectionate grasps.

One subtle gesture becomes a more intimate embrace.

One second of closeness becomes a more profoundly passionate moment.

Others are so close by, but we don’t care. Let the movie distract them while we distract each other. Our energies are divided between the cinematic visuals before us and the loving presence next to us. Rather than focus on one, we take in everything we can. It need not be one or the other. We don’t merely follow along. We make this moment our own.

This is our scene.

This is our spectacle.

This is our story.

The movie plays and so do we. Darkness and spectacle protects us while we subtly share our passions. Our hands find their way, as do our lips. The movie does its part, flooding our senses with sights and story. Together, we make it an experience, one that includes both fantasy and reality.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Doctors And Nurses

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Some sexy fantasies are so common that we don’t scrutinize them anymore. It’s not just because porn, chick flicks, and erotica/romance novels, some of which I wrote, often utilize them to get peoples’ blood flowing in all the right directions, either. They’re so prevalent that we assume the appeal is inherent. We don’t really give it much thought beyond that.

Chief among those kinds of fantasies involve doctors and nurses. Talk to most straight men and they’ll perk up a bit when describing a sexy nurse. Talk to most straight women and they’ll get a little excited when describing a tall, handsome, deep-voiced doctor. Whether it involves a stripper costume or George Clooney, there’s a great deal of sexiness associated with those in the medical field.

A sexy nurse and a sexy doctor aren’t just people who make wearing a stethoscope sexy. These are people who help us when we’re at our most vulnerable. When we’re sick, all the strength and reliance that carries us through the day takes a hit. We have to rely on someone else to help us. That’s rarely a good feeling, but doctors and nurses do more than most to help make us better.

They don’t just heal us. They care for us in an intimate way. They understand the workings of the human body and how to treat it. There’s something inherently sensual about that. Looking like George Clooney helps, but just being someone will comfort and heal your wounded body is enough to inspire any number of fantasies.

This Daily Sexy Musing isn’t just a tribute to the George Clooneys or Dr. House’s of our collective fantasy. It’s a deeper insight into the thoughts and desires that inspire such fantasies in the first place. Being sick is awful, but the fact it can inspire such a common fantasy is a testament to just how sexy doctors and nurses can be.

I feel awful. Everything aches. My body is failing me. Nothing I do helps. I’m so weak and frail. It’s like I’m withering from the inside out. Neither strength nor will is enough. I need help. I need your healing touch.

You brave my wounded presence.

You endure my distressed disposition.

You share your strength with me.

You use your special knowledge, wisdom, and skill.

From where I lay, you are an angel. You come to me in my time of need, not needing prayer or sacrifice. The cries of the sick are your siren’s song. You comfort the weak and console wounded. I place great trust in you and that trust is rewarded.

Over time, my strength returns to me. Thanks to your special expertise, I am healed. My spirit regains its fire. The body that failed me is working once more. However, you did something special to me when you healed it. Specifically, you left an indelible mark on my heart.

You’re still my angel.

You’re still my renewed spirit.

You’re still the strength that I regained.

In you, I see more than one who heals the sick. I am in awe, both of your skill and how you choose to use it. Around the weak, you share your strength. You confront the illness, rather than recoil from it. I gave you such power over me, trusting you to use it to make me whole. You used that power wisely. My awe only grows.

To my healer, I am eternally grateful.

To the one behind the medicine, you mean more to me than your knowledge.

Whatever uniform you wear or tools you use, I see a gift and a spirit that makes any soul beautiful. Like any beauty, I am drawn to it. Unlike most beauty, I owe it my life. From my weakest to my strongest, I give myself to you. Once again, I trust in your healing touch.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Uniforms And Authority

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When it comes to people in positions of authority, we all tend to have mixed feelings. On one hand, we hate being told what to do. On the other, we find ourselves drawn to powerful people. Whether they’re a king, a cop, or just someone who could beat you up with their pinkie finger, they have a uniquely sensual effect on us.

It’s part of the psychology behind BDSM. It’s also part of the psychology behind people with daddy issues, mommy issues, or someone with a cop fetish. These people have power over us. They can do things to us that other people could not get away with. If we have some sort of intimate trust with them, they’ll use that power lovingly and respectfully. The fact that they might not is scary, but also thrilling.

Whether it’s through BDSM or sexy costumes at a strip club, authority figures are always going to have power over us. It’s when that power takes on a sexual connotation that we feel that impact. For some, it’s a fetish. For others, it’s a kink. For this Daily Sexy Musing, it’s an acknowledgement of the intimate power that authority figures wield over us. Whether it gets you an orgasm or a parking ticket, it’s worth celebrating.

You stand before me wearing a neatly pressed uniform, poised like a titan amongst rodents. I look at you with awe and reference, trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. I think of all the things you could do to me without consequence. One part of me is terrified. The other is intensely aroused. Guess which one I heed?

You have so much power.

You have so much authority.

Under you, I am nothing.

Under you, I am your subordinate.

I kneel like I’m in the presence of royalty. My heart races and my palms sweat. I hope for your mercy, but don’t expect it. You have all the leverage. My only choice is how much I trust in you. For you to show mercy without recourse requires affection. Any affection from you is like love from an angel, one who can deliver a very intimate kind of miracle.

I submit willingly, choosing love and trust. Everything from this moment forward is in your hands. I am free of all freedom, bound by the will of another. I need not think, understand, or contemplate. My heart, body, and soul are yours.

You finally exercise your power.

You place your hand upon me.

You demonstrate your power and strength.

You make my will yours.

My world ends and ours begins. Fear melts away under the weight of your power. You make stern, concise demands. I follow them willingly and eagerly. You remain in your prestigious uniform. I am stripped bare, my flesh exposed for you to seize.

Your power and authority leave me so vulnerable. Only my trust and your affection can protect me now. From my weakness and your strength, we can find balance. Through balance, we complete one another.

I want to give myself to you.

I want you to take it.

You have the power.

You have the authority.

Use it on me.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Party Time

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Who doesn’t enjoy a good party? Even if you don’t consider yourself a social person by nature, there’s no denying that a fun, festive gathering has a way of boosting everyone’s spirit. Why else would New Years, Mardi Gras, and bachelor/bachelorette parties be so popular?

I say that as someone who, at one point, was not a party person. In my defense, I was a socially-awkward teenager with a terrible acne problem and no dancing skills. For me, going to a party was like going to the dentist. I only went because I had to. I couldn’t enjoy it. I could only endure it. Over time, that changed.

Between college breaking me out of my shell and several weddings that helped me refine my partying skills, I came to appreciate what a good party brings to the table. I also came to appreciate the unique sex appeal it can create. I’m not just talking about bachelor/bachelorette parties either. Even a casual gathering can take on a uniquely intimate feel.

A good party will get people moving, draw people together, and maybe even get some sexy sparks flying. It’s one of those primal forces that brings people together. While there is real science behind they psychology good party, you don’t need to know the particulars to have fun. For this Daily Sexy Musing, I’m just going to focus on the fun stuff and all the sexy undertones that come with it.

There’s loud music playing.

There’s alcohol available at every turn.

There’s bodies moving, closely and intimately.

There’s a mood in the air, growing more intense with every passing second.

I feel it. I know you feel it too. There’s no rhyme or reason to it. We just stop trying to put what we feel into words and let our bodies do the talking. It’s exhilarating, but honest. I can say so much to myself and others, just by being in the middle of such controlled chaos. For once, I understand what I need and want. The only question is who shares those feelings with me?

In the midst of revelry and inhibition, I forget why there’s a party in the first place. I sense others have since forgotten as well. Time, space, and memory quickly lose meaning. All that we know is in the present. All that we want and seek is nearby. We need only embrace it.

I abandon my restraint and cut loose.

I move erratically and intimately around a sea of total strangers.

I tell the world that I’m having fun and I don’t care who knows it.

It’s not my true self, nor is it a lie either. In this festive moment, I am who I’ve always been, but at my most free. I wear every passion on my sleeve. I don’t hesitate to reach out and share myself with others. I am what I need to be, for myself and others. Whoever shares that need is welcome to join me.

In the spirit of the party, I am my greatest champion.

In the heat of the moment, I am as open as I’ll ever be.

In the ambiance that surrounds us, I am what I hope to be.

This is the best possible moment for you to approach me. Within this feeling lays the greatest opportunity to make that intimate connection. Through the noise, the music, the cheering, and the festivities, I give myself to the world. I am ready and eager to love. That, more than anything, is worth celebrating.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Friends And Benefits

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I’ve always found the concept of friends with benefits to be a complicated way of confronting a simple situation. People get horny. Not everyone has romantic chemistry, but they still have sexual chemistry. Even as a romance fan, I don’t deny that. For some, it is possible to want to have sex with someone, but not be in love with them.

Sex and intimacy are basic human needs. I feel like friends with benefits is a byproduct of a modern world where people are free to be individuals, but aren’t always equipped to navigate the emotional landscape around them. Our culture places a high value on true love and monogamy, but is less inclined these to get in the way of people pursuing other sexual arrangements.

In some cases, it triggers a moral panic that terrifies parents and frustrates teachers. In others, it inspires a couple of sub-par romantic movies. This erratic approach to the concept of friends with benefits makes it difficult to explore. It can ruin friendships forever or blossom into a romance that lasts a lifetime. The outcome varies wildly from couple to couple.

Erratic or not, there’s still a unique sex appeal that emerges through friends with benefits. Even if you subtract the romance, it still has more depth than a one-night stand or a drunken hook-up. I believe that depth can have greater meaning beyond the sex itself. This Daily Sexy Musing is my way of delving into that meaning. Enjoy!

You are my friend.

You are my lover.

You aren’t my soul mate.

You aren’t my true love.

Even so, I come to you when I need an intimate embrace. You are there for me, just as I am there for you. There’s no elaborate display or romantic gesture. There’s just two people, coming together and seeking relief. It’s a beautiful thing, but only to a point. There is purpose, but with limited potential.

There’s a time for friends and there’s a time for love. With us, we can only have one, but not the other. A friend will listen and console you. There is love, but not the kind that fosters romance. To be with someone is not the same as just being around them. I can’t be with you, but I can be there for you.

Being there means giving a part of ourselves.

Being there means offering comfort.

Being there means being close without being in love.

It’s in those moments when a friend can offer more without being a lover. They can touch you, hold you, and caress you until that primal need is filled. It’s so simple and basic, intimate touch coupled with a sweet release. It gives us moments of bliss mixed with moments of contentment. We may not have love, but we still have each other.

For now, that’s all we need. It’s the most we can offer. It doesn’t fulfill every desire, but it’s enough to keep our hearts intact. We can still find love, even if it’s not with each other. That time will come. We’ll both be ready for it. Until then, this will do.

We are still friends.

We are still lovers.

We cherish the benefits.

We cherish each other.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Rebound Romance

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People have mixed opinions about rebound sex, rebound relationships, and pretty much anything involving someone rebounding from a failed romance. Some see it as a crutch or a band-aid. In some cases, it is. I’ve known people who coped with a breakup by hooking up with the first person who smiled at them. I’m not saying it was healthy or unhealthy, but it wasn’t a strong foundation for a relationship.

As flawed as the concept might be at times, I think there’s something deeper to it. I believe that a rebound relationship, or just rebound sex, can foster genuine intimacy. When you break it down, the whole concept only exists because of the human need for intimacy. A breakup can be very painful for some people. I’ve experienced it before. I know that feeling of isolation and heartbreak.

To some extent, those feelings only motivate us even more to seek out new intimacy. Granted, people tend to seek it for the wrong reasons, especially when they’re heartbroken and not thinking straight. That doesn’t make the feelings they experience from that intimacy any less genuine. Human connection is a powerful thing and I think people on the rebound know that better than most.

I believe that kind of connection warrants a place among my Daily Sexy Musings. While it may not foster the kind of epic romance that makes its way into my novels, I believe it can create a unique connection for those who feel vulnerable. Intimacy comes in many forms. Regardless of which ones we glorify in romance, the feeling can be just as powerful.

My heart is broken.

My soul is scarred.

My life is falling apart.

I need something and someone, if only to keep my world intact.

It all happened so fast. One day, I was with someone I loved and cherished. Then, it all came crashing down. It’s still a blur, the shock that became anguish and the anguish that became loneliness. I didn’t know if it would ever stop.

Then, I found you. Whether by fate or chance, our paths crossed. I was in desperate need. I reached out and you embraced me. I was at my worst, but you saw what I could be. You took a chance on me and I wanted it to feel worthwhile. Anyone else could put in the effort, but only I had the incentive.

At my weakest, you made me feel strong again.

At my lowest, you helped me rise.

At my saddest, you made me smile.

At the end of one love, you gave me hope for another.

I try not to think or overthink. Everything is still so raw. Nothing beyond the next sunrise is certain. Everything still feels tentative and fleeting, but I don’t want to let go. Moreover, I want to give you a reason to hold on with me.

Alone, I could only ever lament. That’s not what I need or want. I’ve shed my tears and swallowed my lumps. I’m ready to pick up the pieces of my heart and soul. I could do it alone, but I’d rather not. I’d rather have someone like you.

Together, we can build a new love.

Together, a loss feels like a gain.

Together, a broken heart feels like a temporary wound.

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Daily Sexy Musing: On Beautiful Butts

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The human body is sexy. Most people don’t deny that. To some extent, it has to be sexy. How else could the human race become the most dominant species on this planet? It’s not enough to be cunning, coordinated, and adaptable to all sorts of changing conditions. We need to be sexy so we can propagate and thrive.

While everyone has their own particular tastes and kinks to what they find sexy, some parts of the human body contain an almost universal sex appeal. Chief among those parts is the human buttocks. Now, I’m not going to break out into song and sing an elaborate ode to sexy butts everywhere. I’ll leave that to the likes of Nicki Minaj and Sir Mix-A-Lot. I still want to celebrate that unique sexiness.

Unlike female breasts, a sexy butt is gender neutral. We all have one and while the nature of the sex appeal differs with gender, the sexy logistics are the same. A nice butt in a woman accentuates feminine sex appeal. A nice butt in a man complements masculine prowess. When properly applied, it can bring out all sorts of sexiness among lovers.

Whether it’s for a one night stand or between spouses who’ve been married for several decades, a simple glimpse at a strong butt can lead to something sexy. It’s part of why I’m so descriptive in my novels and sexy short stories. This Daily Sexy Musing is just my way of acknowledging the power that a sexy butt can exude. Enjoy!

You bend over.

I lean in.

That’s all it takes.

Whether by accident or intent, you show off what gets my heart racing and my loins going. Suddenly, everything else around me is muted. I don’t notice where we are, what we’re doing, or why we’re doing it. My sole focus is on you and your amazing butt.

It begins as something primal. I notice one of your features that I like. It appeals to the animal within, but it acts as the first step to something deeper. In a great butt, I don’t just see a potential lover. I see someone who takes care of themselves. In you, I envision us caring for each other and not just intimately.

So round and firm, it exudes a sexy strength.

So smooth and sensual, it conveys a sexy aura.

So beautiful and grand, it evokes a great passion.

Excited, I lean in as well. I whisper into your ear and offer my loving touch. You respond in kind. Whether your actions were on purpose no longer matters. You sent a message. I received it. Now, we act on it.

You guide my hands to your butt.

I guide yours to mine.

Together, we caress and fondle.

The worlds around us becomes an afterthought. What begins as simple allure transforms into full-blown desire. Like beacons of passion, your butt summons me. Without hesitation, I answer the call. From there, we follow it together.

From a simple motion, our bodies draw us together.

From a primal lust, we respond with targeted touching.

From a greater feeling, we forge a heated love.

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