Setting the Stage
Back in 2013 – 2014, I shared a blog titled Sensual Shadows with Sienna. We used this blog as a platform for building something together and staying connected across our long-distance relationship. We wrote about our love, sexual fantasies, and naughty experiences. We (at Sienna’s request) eventually pulled back from blogging and much of our story was left unfinished…until now. I hope you enjoy your stroll through my Sensual Shadows. As your personal guide, I encourage you to dress appropriately…or undress. It is going to be a hot one ~ Michael
Gently Removing Sienna’s Mask
Across the room, I saw her. What I felt at that instant was something so powerful I can feel the sensation like it happened today. It was as if I was in the presence of a Goddess. I asked the guy next to me if he knew her? “Who, Sienna? Yeah, good luck with that one!” he laughed.
Sienna was standing in the center of the picnic area having a conversation. I was looking at the most beautiful woman in the world. Sienna is a breathtaking sight to behold. I savor beautiful sunsets and sunrises, panoramic mountain views, and star-filled heavenly nights. None of these remotely compared to what I experienced looking at Sienna. Her long, blonde hair and blue eyes certainly pulled me in. Sienna’s incredibly tone figure and sexy curves were beautifully accented with fashionable clothing and jewelry. I was drawn in deeper. But, there was more…so much more that cast me into a dreamy haze.
I remember the thoughtful expression in her eyes and her face as she spoke with others. Her smile seemed so warm and sincere. Her hands and gestures flowed with sensual grace…sparkles of light seemed to be radiating around her. I could sense her inner tempo and spirit as she flowed. She was beautiful and sensual. It is a lot absorb in one glance, but I felt it. Sienna seemed to have such depth that I was now aching to explore. While clearly experiencing a somewhat emotional reaction, there was also an equally compelling physical reaction. Yeah, I wanted to fuck her. My cock sprung to full mast just looking at her. I wanted to take Sienna tight then and there…to fuck her good and make her my girl! I wanted this, but…I wanted more.
As a matter of self preservation, I avoid work romance and didn’t approach her. I only acknowledged my reaction and reluctantly yielded to my self-imposed restraints. Over a year would pass without me ever making an overt move to ask her out. We didn’t work in the same state and would only see each other a few times a year at meetings. Each time I saw Sienna, I had the same reaction physical and emotional response. I couldn’t seem to shake her from my thoughts.
When we did briefly connect at meetings, our conversations often centered around fitness. We both enjoyed a physically active lifestyle and enjoyed hearing about one another’s training and upcoming events. I somehow managed to get through these moments despite feeling like I couldn’t form complete sentences around her. It was as if there were circles of light running between and through us…it was electric. When we would part, it was like I had just been shocked but felt so alive and alert. There was something magical happening. I wondered if she felt the same way?
She wore just enough of a protective mask that I couldn’t see or get to that next level with her. Beyond breaking my self-imposed, work-romance vow I really didn’t have anything tangible to loose. I don’t know…I worried about coming on too strong or overstepping. I’ve been shot down by women many times in life and it’s no biggie. I’ve had plenty of successes too. No risk, no reward they say. It was different with Sienna. Her perception of me mattered. I never wanted her to see me as one of the hundreds or even thousands of guys that probably hit on her all the time with one thing on their mind. I didn’t want to be viewed as lacking substance and authenticity in my intent. I never wanted her beautiful eyes and heart to see and feel me in the way I carried myself in my American Gigolo phase. I wanted her to see the real me…to feel my soul.
Time would pass and we no longer worked at the same company. By chance, our paths crossed again at a professional society meeting and the light show was still firing around us. I was coming off an elevator to go out for a run. Sienna was waiting to get on the elevator.
We randomly ended up at the same bank of elevators. I was waiting to get on and you were hustling off for a run. Michael, your gaze slid over me like a veil of fire. You ignited my deepest desires with that one single glance…I so wanted to join you! I decided right then…. WE will Be! ❤❤❤❤❤
I remember seeing Sienna as I came off the elevator. Once again, we had a brief conversation that left me dazed. I recall beating myself up about how ridiculous I must have sounded and why I couldn’t form complete thoughts when she was close to me!? As I set off on my run, I could feel her running with me…running through my thoughts and pulling at my soul. I could feel and see our story in her eyes. Fortunately, the meeting still had a few days left and I was hopeful that I would have a chance to rally and get myself together. This could very well be my last opportunity to remove Sienna’s mask.
The next evening I was relaxing near the bar with a small group of colleagues. Through other forces at play, Sienna found her way to this bar and was folded into our little group. This was it…my last opportunity. I locked her down in conversation pretty quickly. I wasn’t going to give the other men any glimmer of hope with Sienna. The larger conversation soon began to evolve on plans for heading out to a pub outside the hotel. I could sense the other guys’ excitement about the prospect of Sienna joining us but she wasn’t so sure about it. I remember focusing in and asking her to come out with us…emphasizing that I wanted to spend more time with her. She made me promise I wouldn’t leave her alone and that I was the only reason she was going. Oh man, this was exciting news!
Sienna wanted to go up to her room to change, and I decided it might be a good idea to do the same. After freshening up, I left my room and hopped on the elevator to go back downstairs. A few floors down, the elevator stopped and Sienna entered. She looked fantastic in those tight stretchy jeans showing off her long legs and perfect ass. The high heels took it to a whole new level of hotness! Yes, I was drooling. I also recall thinking how interesting our timing was. Just a minute earlier or later and we would have come down separately. Coming down together propelled us to look for the other folks together. We soon found ourselves away from the lobby and alone together.
We talked about our passion for exercise and the almost spiritual feeling we experience during extended endurance-type workouts. The topic made an important shift when we discussed how the passion and spirituality we feel about and experience in our exercise is missing in other areas of our life. The conversation went deeper as we shared what we value in relationships and the inability to find it. After years of just scratching the surface, we were tapping into and connecting on a deeper level. We were acknowledging we valued the similar things in a lover…would we find this in each other? Slowly and gently, I was removing Sienna’s mask.
Our ever deepening conversation was broken by the group forming around us and the hustle for taxis.
To be continued…