I never want the space.


He sleeps quietly beside me.

He keeps to his side.

He stretches and rolls over for me.

I reach for him.

He never turns away.

We tangle and touch and move and moan. We get wet and warm. Smile and smile and smile.

The clock watches.

He huffs and frowns, forced to leave.

Clothes cover his pale nakedness.

I have the bed to myself.

I never want the space.


A 40-something single mother who writes honestly about sex, body image, D/s, relationships, her nervous tics, and how much she loves to fucking fuck. She also likes to show you her tits.

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41 thoughts on “I never want the space.
  1. This is so poignant to me as the nights that we spend together are so precious. I never want the space. I always want to be entwined with him on bed.

    A very beautiful picture and moving composition.

  2. Hy,

    I so love this as it perfectly reflects what I feel in the mornings when Mr. WC rises and prepares for work. If I could take a picture, it would be black as night as he is up hours before the dawn. He leaves my bed and showers and readies himself. I am half-asleep but I crave him. The smell of his shampoo, the fresh scent of his clean skin and the deliciousness of his shaving creme only make me want him to take me before he dresses. I want him to hear my mind’s voice. I want him to wake me entirely with his body. I want him to stay. He dresses and before he leaves, leans in to hug and kiss me. The intensity of his presence is only heightened by the immediate emptiness that follows.

    Why won’t he take me?

    It is such a wonderfully difficult feeling and I am left for a few more hours to lay there, unable to sleep deeply as I press my face into his empty pillow.
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    1. It’s such a sweet image of you pressing your face into his empty pillow Mrs. WC. Truly. I wonder if it’s a woman thing or if they feel our absence, too.

  3. I will admit that I looked at this for a VERY long time before I noticed TN in the image…. Yes I am a very bad girl ;)

    This has such a strong narrative, your beautiful naked body being offered and his self control to walk away… now THAT is HOT

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    1. I did the same thing, Molly. I was seeing Hy’s gorgeous body and thinking to myself that if I laid there like she did, Mr. WC would have to take me! But my body doesn’t have anywhere near the beauty that her’s possesses. I was fixated on her for quite awhile before I could read the text (I did notice TN, though).

  4. Wow! I would have felt he words by themselves were perfection but then you add the picture and they meld so beautifully. Brava and Beautiful!


  5. A beautiful narrative, a beautiful photograph.

    I, too, hate the moment when I realise that M is gone from the bed. (He is first up every weekday morning.)

    You really have done an amazing job with this image. The landscape of your naked body and the hint of TN in the background … Clever, clever girl.

    Jane xxx
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  6. un réveil d’un de ces matins
    nus bassin contre bassin
    ta chaleur m’embrase
    cuise mon désir comme la braise
    ta main qui cherche
    se referme sur moi
    tire sur mi
    haut pendu
    tiraillé de gauche à droite
    poigne plus étroite
    sur moi s’active et se hate
    douceur oit
    et puis la symphonie éclate
    assourdissante et écarlate
    pour finir en pluie, moite

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