At the Conference

We've both been there
a time or two
and we know
what to do,
In the elevator
to the conference hall
two meeting eyes
the siren call,

"Hey", "hello"
"how are you?"
each mind thinking
would you like to screw,
We have the time
we have a place
the nature of
the human race,

So we have a coffee
or an ice cream cone
discuss the weather
check our phone,
It seems we have
no obligations
trade small talk
discuss vacations,

You say "it's hot"
"or is it me?"
a cold shower
might be the key,
You say you prefer
the water hot
up in my room
that, I've got,

I say I'd be glad
to wash your back
paint your toenails
red (or black),
Such an offer
you should reject
in fact that is
what I expect,

But you smile instead
and say "Ok"
"let's go"
"lead the way,"
Depart the conference
find the door
to my room
and much more,

The water's hot
with soapy hands
parts get washed
we compare beach tans,
Then we move
to the big king bed
find the condom
that I said,

I carry along
one or two
you tell me that
you have one too,
In the end
we use them all
before returning
to the conference hall,