- Erotic Poetry
- Hosery two weeks ago
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Fresh from bathing,
And I saw him notice
Saw those eyes trace
Across my waist, legs, feet
The blue floral dress,
Suntan pantyhose
Red sandals, high heels
Finding excuses
To look,
Follow
Me: heartbeat elevating
And then, oh good luck....
Sitting in a front seat,
Him outside a window,
Peering in,
The chance
To lift the skirt, spread the legs:
Brown nylon pulled tight
Over calves,
Around thighs,
Stretched thin
across bare vulva,
Shiny smooth.
And seeing him see,
Watching the breath catch,
(Quick gasp, a search for words)
eyes widened,
Muscles twitch,
Seeing that, was enough
To make me
Wet wet so wet
Swollen, pulsing aching,
Throbbing deep in belly,
The pleasure of
Desire,
pleasure of pleasing
And even when
I drove away,
Left him there,
A secret anticipation
Lingered,
Moist, delicious.
He would remember,
He would be
Waiting.
Me: wet, hungry vagina
For hours
And yes,
Later, much later:
Exposure, a glimpse,
Squatting low and open
"High heels" he said
Then,
Hallway, dimly lit,
dress high,
Bold revealing, caressing
myself
Through nylon
Watching him,
His mouth open,
Head tipped back
Enornous penis held
In strong brown hands-
The sacred release,
Explosion
