Her First Time

Her First Time

It was her first time, she told him,
his hands upon her breasts.
She moaned softly, telling him
You are the very best.

I've never done this before
Believe me, it is true
You will have to show me
Exactly what to do.

As he pulled them closer,
She breathed a ragged breath.
He unwrapped her treasure
And exposed her naked breasts.

Her temperature was rising,
She couldn't wait any more.
She watched his hands caress them
And close the oven door.

Now I know what you expected
As you read my rhyme.
It's chicken breasts he's cooking,
Better luck next time.