- Erotic Poetry
- lunch or consequences
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you drove us to a business lunch -
we exchanged some flirty glances
and, at the red light, you kissed me.
we turned into the restaurant;
i undid your belt and zipper.
the car parked, i went down on you
until you warmly gobbed my mouth.
after my quick lipstick redo
we entered, just a little late.
we sat apart during the meal –
i sipped wine to clear my palate
and pretended to be eating.
you grew quiet seeming to worry
that my lewd act had strings attached -
that my wayward lips had started
something you didn't want to finish.
i realized then i had transgressed –
that you were unimpressed, or worse,
were revolted by my sleaze. but,
it was your kiss that lit my fire
and your sperm swims in my tummy;
so, if it wouldn't further damage
your injured sense of decency,
you could offer a few kind words
to the dirty girl that blew you.
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