What is erotic, Part 3 Intimacy

Intimacy may be the kind of eroticism most of us prefer. What is better than to have a lover who is your closest friend and your devoted soul mate, with whom you share your deepest secrets, your bumps and bruises, and your everyday ups and downs?  For most people, the more adventurous or hazardous kinds of eroticism are something you'd rather read about.

I'm happy to oblige.  My stories serve up quantities and varieties of sex that few people will ever have the freedom, imagination, athletic ability, and stamina to experience. But my characters are people, albeit entirely fictional. Despite or because of their adventures, they desire the same kind of snug, intimate sexuality as real people.

What brings intimacy to mind is that this morning I found myself describing a woman giving a man a convalescent bath. He's been confined to his bed while recovering from a wound. The nurse has given him permission to get up, but his lover asks to bathe him as she has done each day during his recovery. Her movements and his thoughts create a deep unspoken intimacy.

Of course, since this is an erotic story, they're fucking hot and heavy two lines later. But the quiet moment made a nice interlude. I'll try to build on it as the story develops.