Schoolteacher Doggerel

There was a man who was a dad,
I didn't think him much.
But he came out to get his kids,
And then I saw his butt.
The first time that I saw his ass,
I thought myself so blessed:
T’was full and round and tight and sweet,
My panties were a mess.
I saw him there near every day,
My mind a dirty maze.
He never seemed to notice, though,
My heated, lusty gaze.
I pressed and wore my nicest dress,
So as to catch his eye.
He did not even look at me
When I then passed him by.
I tried a different tack next time,
And wore a scent so sweet,
But no reaction from the man,
I'd say he had me beat.
I gave up then, and just enjoyed
His round and juicy butt.
No chance for me to be with him,
But then again, so what?
Just then I got quite a surprise,
When he came by again.
He smiled at me, said his name,
And asked me for a pen.
I gave him one, with trembling hand.
He wrote his number down.
He winked at me, and walked away,
Leaving me there to drown.
I took a breath, hand to my chest,
And thanked my lucky stars.
I waited until Friday noon
To call the man named Lars.
I found out he was foreign-born,
He had an accent still.
It was so sexy on the phone,
I had to get my fill.
We planned to meet that very night
At some place that served tea.
When I got off the phone with him,
I couldn't help but squee.
I could not wait to see this guy,
To be so near that butt,
And all day long I dreamt of it,
My mind so full of smut.
The tea went well, and dinner, too.
We stayed out all the night.
I asked him if he'd like a drink,
He nodded, said “alright.”
And so we went back to my place,
Where we could be alone,
And fucked until the morning came
When he had to be home.
I'd held that ass in both my hands,
It filled them oh, so well.
His cock had fit inside me snug,
And I must say I fell
For that delicious man and his
Amazing ass so sweet.
I guess he liked me, too, because
He asked when we could meet.
At first I paused, I didn't want
For things to move too fast,
I didn't want to tire of him,
I wanted it to last.
And I have never wanted kids;
He was a full-time dad.
But then I thought of his firm ass.
It couldn't be that bad.
So every weekend after that
We ate and fucked and slept.
Until the day that he proposed
And I had to accept.
Don't get me wrong, I love the man
I really do not mind,
Becoming a step-parent ’cuz
I can't leave that behind.