Monday At 10:00

Monday at 10:00
Written by Scribbleskillz

A phone rings will keys are pressed,
The screens blink with their constant stress.
I watch her now as I’ve done before.
Just slightly behind, and to the right more.

This radiant beauty who’s stolen my breath,
For the past three months. I’ve had no rest,
Nor a piece of mind since she’s taken over,
Every thought in my head. I’m trapped. I adore her.

Such elegant grace as she sits up so straight.
The curve of her back. Her neck. Her nape.
Her delicate fingers working every so fast,
Typing away numbers, or memos, or faxes.

If she only knew how she makes me feel.
If she gave me one chance, oh I’d make her squeal.
Legs all entwined, lips pressed together.
What am I saying? I should know better.

The rise and the fall of every breath,
Teases me so as it plays with her chest.
Funny how each day is but a blissful torture.
I best keep it alone. It should not get to corporate.

Back to my work! That’s right, get in the zone.
Shrug it all off and don’t think of her moan.
You don’t need to picture her skin against yours.
Nor her pleading for you when she’s on all fours.

The look in her eyes as she begs you for more.
Of course you oblige pushing in to her core.
Yeah, you don’t need that. Not right here and now.
Back to my work as I wipe off my brow.

Ah yes, files! Good files. And this one goes there.
These numbers don’t fit. Wait a minute… I swear,
I’ve seen this already. Who’s file is this?
I’ve done this three times now. Son of a BITCH!

I need a break. My palms are all sweaty.
My eyes are tired, and nerves are all sketchy.
Oh I need some coffee, or at least some water.
But the moment I rise, I find a new horror.

Oh you little bastard! Why are you up?!?
My cock’s screaming twelve. When, why, What the fuck?
Okay, just wait a second. Breath in, then out.
As you calm down a bit, it won’t be so stout.

How long has it been since our last encounter?
With a hand or a woman? Ah it doesn’t matter.
Let’s think about something to rid our senses,
Of a blood flow too low that might call attention.

So what shall it be then? Baseball? Fishing?
Yeah that’s a good one. So’s pussy licking.
DAMNIT ALL MAN! Get your mind from the gutter.
Think about something else. Hey! A golf putter!

I could go for a game, or two, or seven.
I wonder if sex is allowed up in Heaven?
Where’d that come from? This isn’t working.
Quick, look ‘round the cube before you start jerking.

Alright. What do we got? A trophy. Paperweight.
A calendar. A mug. A plant… Hold on now! Wait.
This could do the trick. God I am so dumb.
This should’ve been habit, ‘cause then I’d be done.

I reach for a picture where we throw all our darts.
Take out the needles that ripped through it’s parts.
So now in my hands I hold the key to this mess.
Hello Ex-wife… I’m a genius! Success!

Like a whistling fool I get up from my chair.
Me and my scene. Let all of them stare!
Why should I worry? I’m good in the slacks.
Strutting into the break room I stop dead in my tracks.

There before me is God’s little jab.
It’s torture like this which will soon drive me mad.
Bent over in the fridge is that woman who I,
Have had on my mind. This site could stop time.

Her skirt rose up gently. Her stockings dark black.
Her shirt pulled up slightly showing the small of her back.
How I envied her clothing. From the buttons to the hem.
I wanted nothing more than to trade places with them.

To hold her, secured her, comfort her still.
Rapture every inch of her body until,
We joined in one blissful moment in time.
Hearts beat as one. Souls undefined.

Her hair, it was tightly held up in a bun.
I was pulled into this web of lust that she spun..
Oh sweet serenity won’t you come to my aide.
Calm my nerves before her body I raid.

A certain enemy represented himself.
Yet I was not surprised. Not at all. This is hell.
Does she know she can have this affect on a man?
I don’t think so. For that much I am certain.

A moment, just one. That is all that I ask.
Yet we are alone. Perfect time for a task.
Could I stop myself now, once the ball is in motion.
I moved without warning myself of my notion.

My steps were silent. I moved without sound.
Breath stuck in my throat. Life out of bounds.
Another step I take, her body in front of mine.
My hands are steady. I clasp onto her sides.

She gasps in surprise as our bodies press together.
No space left between us. This feeling of splendor.
She says nothing as my hands brush her skin.
They tickle her flesh with my wanting of sin.

My lips touch her neck sending waves through us both.
Her heart skips a beat. Her breath caught in her throat.
Shivering skin melts upon my touch.
I place a hand on her stomach as she purrs with lust.

We push harder together. She must feel my heat,
Squeezing between those sweet covered cheeks.
I slip my hand under her white button shirt.
Her skin is so smooth. So soft that it hurts.

She raises her arm as her head tilts aside.
More neck now exposed to my teeth. I abide.
A gentle squeeze. A nibble. A bite.
She moans. She groans. A squeal of delight.

Harder the labor has come for a breath.
Our bodies heave with the rise of our chests.
Her fingers now grasp a fistful of my hair.
She pulls me against her neck without care.

Her panting increases, as does my own
As she keeps pushing against my raging hard on.
I moved with such grace as I brought my hand up.
Her glorious breasts on her chest I did cup.

The palm of my hand held her ever so tightly.
So firm when I squeezed. No doubt that they might be,
Fake to the sight but real to the feel.
Her clothing now a fruit that I must peel.

I bring my hands to her front near her naval.
Her tight bodied skin felt so willing and able,
To be taken right there; But I wanted a moment,
To relish this woman for whom I had fallen.

A button popped free from her white buttoned blouse.
Another soon followed, and one more to count.
My fingers followed the hem like a train on a track.
Our lust pushed us past the point we could turn back.

Together we swayed as we struggled for air.
The last button freed itself from her sweet pair.
Her shirt fell open, yet still held her shoulders,
Which steadied her arms as she grasp for the counter.

My lips on her neck continued their journey,
Tasting her skin. Fueling our yearning.
Higher and higher, my kisses did run.
I stopped at her ear with the dangling sun.

She shivered as I took her lobe in my mouth.
A groan passed her lips as they turned to pout.
She shook and convulsed against my firm frame.
I held her tightly as we soon grew less tame.

My hands slid back to her gorgeous peeks.
How I’ve wanted to do what I am now for weeks.
I pressed her back against my chest,
As I cupped in my hand her sweet, tender breasts.

My fingers felt the clasp in the middle.
The front, of course. I love ones this simple.
I slid my hands in and tweaked at the hook.
Just one tiny second was all that it took.

Then freedom, sweet freedom. Her chest now was free.
I grabbed her once more. God she fit perfectly.
Her nipples, rock hard, as they pushed in my palm.
She then pressed harder when I pinched with my thumb.

One hand of hers moved away from the counter,
A grabbed my crotch hard. I loved this encounter.
She stroked me tightly right there through my slacks.
It must take some skill to do this behind your back.

She then went higher and latched onto the fly.
Slowly it fell. In her fingers did pry.
Her soft, warm digits wrapped around my hard pole.
She purred in surprise. My size she now knows.

A soft tug brought my proud member out.
He gulped the fresh air where he’d no longer pout.
She then turned her attention to the edge of her skirt.
She slowly pulled up the edges at first.

I watched as the curtain did rise on this show.
It seemed to happen so fast and yet slow.
It soon passed her hips and bunched right at her waist.
She reached back once more and pulled her thong out of place.

Down came the last line of protection .
She prepped herself again now for my throbbing erection.
Her hands on the counter and legs spread apart.
Her sopping wet pussy begging for my long dart.

I grabbed myself from the base of my cock,
With a hand on her hips I touched the right spot.
The head pushed against her dripping lips.
They opened and parted for the length of my dick.

To the hilt she took me; her wet, hungry sheath,
As I slid in my sword. We both groaned through our teeth.
Our hips slammed together. We both rocked in time.
This Body I’ve craved. This body’s now mine.

She reached out and grabbed something to keep her standing.
I wouldn’t let her fall. Call it a man thing.
She teased her own nipples and bit her own lip.
She squeezed me hard as she swallowed my dick.

Her heat was incredible. Our bodies on fire.
Like blood pumping lava, yet I couldn’t grow tired.
I wouldn’t, not now, not when I’m so close.
Dear God! I’m in heaven, yet for her, I would roast.

Again I pushed home, deep in her tight womb.
She grunted her pleasure leaving nothing to assume.
Her greedy little snatch pulled at my hard cock.
As I sank in again, and again, to her spot.

The moment was coming. I knew it was near.
I wanted this to last but it couldn’t I feared.
By the sound of her breath and her suppressed squeals,
Meant we would soon share the pleasure our orgasms would yield.

“Soon,” was all that my lips could mutter.
I had to warn her, it is only proper.
Her breathing and panting rose then dramatically.
She looked back in my eyes and whispered, “In me.”

Not a moment too soon, as I thrust in once more.
A wave of sensations slammed into my core.
Wave after wave of hot eruption,
Blasted from my soul into her womb of seduction.

She reached back and grabbed onto me by the waist,
And pulled herself back, hard. She would not wait,
For her own slice of bliss as it soon took her body.
Breath caught in her throat our they’d know in the lobby.

We shook in that moment as one giant whole.
Our moment together might be the last, I know.
The joy soon subsided, and reality fell.
He would then pull out softly. I’d have broken his shell.

But until that day, I will just sit and stare.
At this man who has no clue how I fare.
I know he can see me, yet he makes no advance.
His wife is long gone now; he now has the chance.

But oh well, I’ll wait. I got work to do.
I know what drawer I’ll be soon going to.
Hopefully he’ll soon take the hint and take me.
But until that moment, I still have my day dream.