distraction

Accentuated curves in
voluptuous shades of russet,
cascading fabric pours
color over me.

He chose this
lovely dress for me; a
beautiful present...

He said sure honey,
let me help you
after I bathe you,
which might take hours. . .
and hours later, here we are.
no where near our apartment.

That gaze of his disconcerts,
a sea of people divide us,
but his eyes

show me a heated demeanor;

I feel it, under my dress,
caressing me. . .

. . .and from
across the room,
my mind numbing need,

it gets so I cannot concentrate.

People talk, I hear nothing,
because I cannot escape his focus.

I want so much for him
to touch me right now,
in front of everyone,
party people, food, music,
abruptly, it fades away.

All I can hear is my need
catching in my throat, his
calloused scrutiny, his stare;
fills places inside me
only he can. .

I wait until there's
no more reason to resist;
I walk with purpose
toward the restroom,
he follows me. . .

as I knew he would. . .