Mission Accomplished

(Sometimes after lusting after someone for many years, meeting them is a disappointing anticlimax. But sometimes it isn't!)

I laid a ghost to rest last week,
Well I laid an old friend of mine
We go back way too many years
Withstood the test of time

My 'ghost' is still so sexy
With a smooth, tight, firm behind
I wonder if his wife knows?
I wonder if she minds?

We took a trip to Newark Park
Our NT cards were handy
We crept away with a tartan rug
We were rapturous, rude and randy!

He fed me strawberries one by one
Like Alec did to Tess
He kissed me sweetly on the lips
He unbuttoned my floral dress

He pulled away my half cup bra
Sucked greedily on each breast
And we were back in '73
Doing now what we did then best

My dress rode up and I lay wanton
My legs spread wide akimbo
He gently stroked my burgeoning clit
Released my lust from limbo

I laid my ghost again today
So mission accomplished twice
Wrestling lovers on Bredon Hill
And I think I’d like it thrice!