Metallic pleasure. I asked her to close her eyes and hold out her hand. She gave me a look, but did as requested. I opened the small box I had hidden in my pocket and tipped the contents into her palm. I liked the delicate sound the metal balls made as they rolled around in her hand, sensual and alluring. How could something so small offer so much promise?
It was easy to read the puzzlement on her face. Finally, she asked, “What are these?” “Guess,” I prompted. “Hmmm, they’re too heavy for marbles. Too light for fishing weights.” She giggled, “I give up.” I told her to open her eyes. It took only a moment for it to register. She had asked for a set a few months ago. My gift was rewarded with a leap into my waiting arms and a deep kiss that I was sure would lead to many interesting evenings ahead.