The Rendezvous

Miles from home on a winding road
The lure of ‘wickedness’ driving her on
The promise of sex, of reckless depravity
A carnal feast with her man, ‘The One’

He’d teased with emails that drove her wild
Words that provoked abandoned desires
Seductive missives, passionate promises
Delicious distractions that stoked inner fires

Hips gyrating she’d fingered her sex
Primed to commit the sins they’d discussed
Until lovesick she’d begged for a rendezvous
To finally satiate her scorching lust

She journeyed alone to that distant pub
But finding the place had feared to go in
Uncertainty gripped her, panic, fear
She swallowed it back and ventured within

Her man was waiting, her lover, her dream
The man she adored and claimed as her own
No words were spoken, none were required
The contract was sealed by his smile alone

Eyes wide with longing she studied the man
Who’d wooed her, seduced her, played his part
The bulge in his trousers betraying his want
She knew he was hers, she’d captured his heart

She’d waited forever to ravish that man
And patience all gone she reeled him in
Hands groping his cock she kissed his mouth
Her night of ‘wickedness’ about to begin