For the Ladies

As you sit at your desk reading this
I step up behind you softly so that I
can brush my fingertips along your neck. Feel
as my hand massage where they want.
Leaning your head down, letting me continue to
caress, feel, rub, touch, - to sooth you.

Relaxed muscles feel my breath upon you.
Gazing down at your gorgeous body, this
invites my hands downward, to
slide along the curves to your firm breasts. I
see your smile, telling me what you want.
Cupping, fondling, following the line to feel

my way along your bra to your nipples, to feel
them harden under my fingers. Squeezing you,
you guiding with your hands to what you want.
Pressing me against you, yet this
is not enough. You unbutton your jeans as I
watch from above you, eager to

taste you, I turn you slowly to
face me, pulling off your shirt. I feel
myself harden at the sight of you as I
kiss, caress, stroke and then kneel before you.
I spread your legs apart, as I descend, knowing this
is what you want.

Kissing nipples, down your stomach, making you want
me to bury myself between your thighs, to
hurry. You push my head down, wanting this
ecstacy to explode upon me. To feel
my tongue upon your clit, lips to lips, to feel you
climax. You want the same as I.

I
want
you
to
feel
this.

This sensation is what I want you to
have, to feel me satisfy what you want.
To be more than just these words, but with you.