Silent romantic evening ignites the flames of passion in my life.

Where once there was a fire, coals remain…

Once upon a time, there was a robust football captain and a petite, shy beauty hidden away in the library. Despite coming from two different worlds, they fell in love. Not only did they allow themselves to be consumed by the flames of passion, but they also became husband and wife. No matter how many years went by, the couple remained in love by sharing a romantic silent evening for the rest of their lives…

Yeah, right!

In reality, the jock knocked up the shy librarian at her first college party. Thus, they tied the knot. Fast forward twenty years, and we are now empty nesters. The romance has moved out and taken our libido with it. That was until I started to see a sex therapist behind my husband’s back, and reconnect with my body and sensuality. My husband noticed the difference in the hair and clothing. How I stepped into my power and began to look for his touch. Now every morning we kiss passionately before leaving for work. This ignited something in our marriage, and now what used to be a silent romantic evening has evolved into a raging fire of passion.

A silent romantic evening to remember

Friday night, candles lit, the sounds of a soft piano in the background, and the aroma of Risotto Milanese and chocolate panna cotta infused the atmosphere. Briefly taking a sip of wine while preparing dinner, my husband stood behind me and kissed me softly on the shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me and embraced me tightly. Then he softly placed a silk blindfold over my eyes and turned me around for a passionate French kiss.

What was to be a silent romantic evening dinner will become a loud exchange of passionate lovemaking sounds. We kissed until my heart felt like it was about to escape through my mouth. Soon, my husband carried me and walked towards our bedroom. After placing me on what felt like a rose petal-covered bed, he removed the blindfold and placed himself over me and between my legs.

“ My love, I’ve been thinking about your scent and sounds all day. My manhood yearned to spread the moist rose petals of your flower.”

After sharing an ardent kiss, he lifted himself from the bed.  Softly placing the blindfold once again over my eyes. Afterward, a warm liquid was poured over my skin; it was the wax from an oil massage candle. As he kissed every inch of my quivering body, massaging the oil into my skin. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined my Blue-Collar husband could be so gentle.

While I was seeing a therapist to regain my sensuality, he was taking massage classes to learn how to satisfy the body of a woman. His rugged hands felt strong as he rubbed the oil on my skin, and his lips caressed my nipples as he gradually pushed his finger into me.

Sometimes you just have to make some noise on a silent romantic evening.

After the passion ignited in what was supposed to be a silent romantic evening, our home was now filled with the sounds of sex.

Panting, moaning, moistness, and the sound of the mattress overtook the ambiance in the home. Slowly, my husband slid himself into me as he moistened my erect nipples with his wet tongue. Then he held my hands on the mattress as he kissed my neck and whispered sweet things into my ear. As our bodies embraced and became one once more. A minute later, we synchronized into a sensual rhythm, and our bodies exploded, creating the magic of an orgasm. Finally, once we have recovered from the intense session of lovemaking, we continue our silent romantic evening in bed as we feed each other risotto and chocolate panna cotta.

Intimacy can be achieved through a silent romantic evening…

Did the business of life extinguish the fire that once lit up your soul? Then give me a call. We will have an evening of romantic phone sex as we embark on the fantasy of passion together. Furthermore, if you like surprises, I invite you to read my latest blog, a sensual New Year’s surprise

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