Catnap

A cradle of my hands
Framed your catlike face
With its tilted eyes and generous lips
Which were never slow to smile

I looked down at you
 admiring you arranged so sweetly
In my lap

Your symmetry
The nose- a little wide and flat
The eyes- a little small
The skin- a few tints darker
Than my embrace

A pretty contrast, you and I
My blue to your black
My red curls plastered with sweat
Against your ebony straight locks
Comingling as if in exact science
Against our skins
Sparkling with midday
Sex-sweat
 
It was another sweltering
August day in Osaka-
(Makeup-melting weather)
So we'd decided to play inside

 You wore a black bustier
And my black bra, which you had stuffed to the brim
With toilet tissue-
Like a little schoolgirl
Trying to fill out mother's bra

Up the back of your legs crawled
A tantalizing center seam
Terminating at the thigh
 The stockings were kept in place
By a red garter belt
 You didn't bother trying
To wear my panties.

I saw your cock was hard against
Your cute tiny belly
And your fake tits looked odd and clumpy
Like a Picasso drawing

But somehow, I wanted nothing more
Than to stroke you as I never had
As you wore my lingerie

 I had always loved
your androgyny
The long hair cropped
in a little bob with bangs neatly at the chin
(The same cut I'd had in high school)
The plump girly lips
The smooth face
That had never seen a 5 o'clock shadow

You came so hard against my hand-
Admitted no handjob had ever been
Quite so intense.
And with the most delicious sated smile
You fell against me
And took another catnap in my lap