The night is dark, the beverages flow,
Where it will end no one knows.
Thumbs dance across the tiny screen,
Times so different and caught in the between.
I never thought I’d see the day,
When laughing words would lead me astray.
They came unexpectedly out of the blue,
A joke between three, four, one or two.
The sizzling TNT behind the screen in hand,
Made me laugh, cry without a demand.
Conversation continuous and without expectation,
A breathtaking moment, no hesitation.
Not long before the wonderful wine turned the comments,
To innocent banter and normal moments.
The sky turns to dusk,
Sleep is absolutely a must.
I was then banished to my bed for the night,
Absolutely no salacious talk in sight.
At least something came as a surprise,
Unfortunately, not my blissful deviant demise.
The small warning is mentioned with the pull of a belt,
And there is my cue to leave before my legs melt.
Good nights are spoken, and I lay down my head,
It’s such a relief to make it to bed.
My head is spinning this much is true,
Hope to wake up all shiny and new.
The day is light, fingers begin slow,
I know exactly what they will do and where they will go.
Across my soft, supple breast, they begin to caress,
Pinching a taught nipple, heavens, that’s truly the best.
Slightly foggy from the night before,
I know in mere moments I am going to spectacularly soar.
No expectations, no timescale, no demands,
Just the joy of one woman and her hands.
I can't get the belt out of my sight.
My mind starts to melt; that’s about right.
Between my legs, fingers start to travel,
Moans spill from my lips as I begin to unravel.
I slowly circle the fuse of desperate desire,
The TNT sparks an insatiable inner fire.
I forget everything else's existence,
While I push through the resistance.
Nimble fingers plunge with precise penetration.
As I fondle my all with no reservation,
Sliding within the flow with each tease,
Such a blissful encounter, only myself to please.
Faster and faster the movements become,
Reaching the point where I come undone.
The quickening of my breath, the race of my heart,
My legs start to tremble as I fall apart.
How quickly I feel my delicious demise,
Now the dawn is breaking before my glassy eyes.
