waiting

What panties will I wear?
With high heels upon my feet.
Corset tight above my waist,
Hair perfect, lipstick neat.

I wait, reclined in bed,
Twirling pearls around my neck.
"Be home by 11," He had said,
So I wait and wait and wait.

Lights turned down low,
Wine - white - chilled in pail.
Satin sheets against bare skin,
Fingers in my mouth, biting nail.

At last the door opens wide,
My breathing catches; Stops.
Keys strewn on table top,
His footsteps climb the stairs.

I reposition, my leg bent high,
My smile sultry, sweet.
His eyes grow wide - I touch my thigh,
Strides across the room; Mine

Climbs atop my silken body,
Hands around my waist.
His mouth drops low and kissing,
Pink nipple erect atop my breast.

Discarding clothes onto the floor,
Positioning cock at entrance hole.
Drives deeply, deep; streching,
Pulsing, filling, "Make me sore!"

Corset ripped from bottom to top,
Head thrashing left to right,
"Deeper! God, please don't stop!"
Finally, buried deep within -

Explosion; release