My Fantasy Wife

My Fantasy Wife

Alone for over ten years now, for reasons I can't fathom,
I can't find a woman to date, much less one to marry.
Whatever the cause, it is humiliating.
So I have a fantasy wife instead:
Every day her name and ethnicity change,
As well as her whole appearance,
But underneath the skin she remains the same:
A field scientist for the EPA,
local head of the Atheist Alliance,
and a professional photographer too.
Today she comes home as Annapurna, Hindu in origin,
with shining brown skin and black hair
that falls to her knees when undone.
Her mouth is full and wide, with lips so kissable
I could become an addict. Her breasts burst out of
every garment she wears. She wears no underwear
and sits opposite me with open legs
as I serve her favorite curried dish for summer.
I ask her how her day went, and she analyzes
the office politics and asks for my advice: not because
she needs it, but to let me feel important in her life.
While I clean up she slips upstairs and puts on
a see through teddy and a bra with open spaces
for her big black nipples.
When I come upstairs she's warming up with a dildo
and tells me to suck her clit with enthusiasm.
How could I not? At close range I watch the dildo
collect sweet and salty juices and inhale her
unmistakable fragrance, eau de pussy. I ram my nose into her lips,
licking them too. They cling tightly to the surface
of the dildo. Each time she draws it out, her lips stretch a little more,
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and her clit grows too, now two inches long. She grabs my head
and screams. After panting stops she says lovingly, “Danny, I love you
so much. You never fail to please me. I feel happy, kiss her,
and whisper something in her ear.
A photographer herself, she know why I like posing.
She hops up on the long dresser with the big mirror
on the wall. She drops her clothing and poses so that
every position shows her doubled – four titties, her cunt
reflected, her gorgeous face reflected, her ass too

shown to best advantage. At last she comes back to me,
her heavy titties jiggling as she walks; and then she leans over me.
I have my mouth on her nipple as she sits astride me,
the penetration slick and heavenly. I am inside you
again, my love, you are my harbor and my refuge,
my Goddess; inside you I belong.
Her cunt is very strong, in minutes she's drained me
while neither of us seems to move.
Afterwords she showers, and then we go to bed,
I spoon with her, a heavy breast in my hand,
Just like it should be.
She'll be gone when I awaken,
And once again I will be nothing,
A nothingness with memories.