Thursday, March 17, 2016

A Wine Girl's Call....



 Oh I know what you want. Been doing this so long I can almost smell it mixing with the sweat on your skin, see it through the stiffness in your gate, feel the relief when you stand beside me, your heart beating against your ribcage…because it knows, it knows that I won’t bat an eye at your kinky little peccadilloes, matter of fact making sure your pecc and dilloes tingle is what I’m here to do. Makes no difference to me what gets you off…just my job to make sure that you do so you’ll know just where to come when that desire, that almost painful, naughty itch creeps upon your flesh once again. You need only come see me, I’ve got what you need.






Don’t be ashamed or feel uncomfortable when I ask you the standard questions; what you’re into, how much you’re willing to shell out for your little spin on the pleasure wheel. I don’t ask to pass judgment and I don’t keep a little black book…..discretion is my job and seeing as I’m facilitating this sultry little rendezvous, well my fingers are already all up in your Kool-Aid as it were. I ask for one reason and one reason only….to ensure that the pleasure you seek, however you seek it, is given and given so well that you will be back for more. Get your sticky on kids, mix it up, take a couple if you’ve got that “spice of life” feeling, take your ride long and slow, like I said, makes no difference to me how you do it, I just want you to do it and I’m just here to help.





I see that look in your eye. I can feel the ache in your throat. Its been too long Honey and that swerve of yours, it needs a supple, sweetly scented spot to, get on. 




You need only come see me
I've got what you need. 

7 comments:

Dale Dimas said...

Just....sigh :)

Samantha Dugan said...

Dale,
Not sure if I ought to be blushing or feeling victorious with that comment....but I down with thanking you for either!

Ron Washam, HMW said...

My Gorgeous Samantha,
I don't know what you're sellin', but I'll take a full case of You.

You've always had what I need, Love, what kills me is you know it.

I love you so!

Dale Dimas said...

Allow me to repeat my comment to your immediately prior blog:

I've lived in NorCal since 1978 and as much as I love my family and Disneyland, the one thing that has made me actually consider moving back "home" is that I could attend all your tastings. sigh...

Samantha Dugan said...

Ron My Love,
I know nothing of the sort...love hearing that though. My case comes double wide I'm afraid but I'm yours!

Dale,
Would probably make me nervous to have a reader as a guest at one of my events. Has happened a couple times and I tend to get all blushy and junk. Thanks for reading and letting me know you do!

Winey The Elder said...

Yes, I think you do know what I want...thanks for the 'stiffness' and Sam girl? that ain't my 'gate'. Ain't ashamed to tell you what I'm into, neither. Just ashamed at how long it's been since someone asked. Do you know Dory Previn? "Lover, lover, let your body be my curtain, be my shade"? That's what I'm into. That and more of this. Wasn't around when you earned this "award" Best Sensual Wine Blog Winner, but I sure know now how you got it. Sweet jeesus this is fine writing. Been back to this post so often I'm guilty of 'mouse'terbation. Oh Samantha, all this and gevrey too.

Smitten,
WtE

Samantha Dugan said...

Winey,
You done just made me swoon....