Usually, I stay contented. Infact, I don’t lust; I am far from that. However, every once in a while, my state of being does get tilted. Since that happens once in 12 months; I don’t feel so guilty. It’s been a week since that phase has checked in on me.
With no- one around to help me buy ..; it becomes a little messed up at times. OMG, I could use some company to help me get over my desires. Whenever it does, it strikes me pretty deep. I seem to feel so incapacitated to control my emotions and want. I so wish to close my eyes and enjoy every lick of it.. If only I had one and or few at my disposal.. SIGH!!#@!@
Sitting at home and craving; I wondered, what to do. I checked all options possibly available to me. No one around- how sad.. I could use a boyfriend- seriously.
And then, it dawned upon me. I did have that Hot Chocolate Fudge syrup in my fridge. Viola!! I was saved. Took two big scoops of that dark muck and stored the bowl in the freezer. I wanted it real hard and melt in mouth kinds. I craved so bad that I could do with a Brownie with loads of chocolate fudge and ask for a 2nd helping too..
While I was preparing my fave omelettes and toasts, I kept turning to the freezer like a zombie. That sticky dark mud was so irresistible. One of the eggs rolled down the cooktop and crashed. The only other time that had happened was when my half- pet cat had disturbed a bowl full of them from the top- most shelf; but, do you wish to know that? I bet you would kill me if I mention another word about the broken..
Alright, I won’t. Each time that I licked from that smeared spoon, I reacted as if in a state of high. One should have heard me making those orgasmic calls! Like a moth to the flame; I kept moving from the kitchen to the freezer door and !#@!@##$@#@
The dinner turned out to be good; for all I cared. I had hurriedly kept the empty saucer in the sink and was sat on my couch with that bowl of frozen fantasy. I was immersed licking that cold gooey sauce as if that was for my sustainability. My whole matter of existence had collapsed and held condensed within that frozen sauce. For those 5 minutes, the whole world seemed to have shrunken inside that bowl, or within that spoon.
Strangely enough, I don’t eat chocolates. The only ones I love are the liqueur filled bitter ones.. It’s been ages that that had happened. Every once in a year, I get drawn to this “food of god”. That want lasts for a few days and then again, things go as smooth as nothing had happened. No Craving, no desires, no want; till…..
I enjoyed that cold Hot Chocolate Sauce- like a Vampire would do with blood, after kissing a virgin neck. Sinfully orgasmic..!!
I am in the process of revising the act right now.. sheer bliss..!!