You Do That Well

YOU DO THAT WELL

Pardon me, I said,
Is this seat taken?
Yes it is, but he's late
so it's all yours.

The seat you mean?
I smiled at her
beautiful face
with full red lips.

She giggled at my line.
Turning to me
your better looking
than my date

He thinks it's all
his to get,
but you're more
my style.

Thanks, could I suggest
we change locations.
Maybe he'll miss you,
and I'll be all yours.

That's a fair exchange.
My seat for your body.
I haven't seen your seat,
but you've seen my build

You've seen mine.
I can tell by your eyes
you like what I've got,
and I've got a lot

You said it not me,
but I also agree
you've got a nice seat
and a matching set.

It's not fair you know.
You can see more of me,
but your slacks cover
what I want to touch.

I placed my hand on hers
and pulled it to my crotch.
Her eyes bulged at the feel
and clutched my erection.

Oh, I'm impressed.
You have what I want.
Do you need a drink?
I nodded my head.

She hoisted her bra.
I didn't mean
that kind of drink
but ask me later?

Here's something to drink from
placing my hand on hers
rubbing my cock
to another degree of hardness.

What did Mae West say?
She smiled.
"A good man is hard to find
A hard man is good to find."

You've found such a man.
What good thing do you
have in mind?
I asked with a look of lust

I think this seat
is too hard.
I'm sure yours
is not the same.

Would you like to
change sites again? She asked,
To your place or mine?
I said in reply.

I live in the suburbs,
she said squeezing my hand.
Luckily, I have a room
not far from your lovely seat.

She took my hand
heading to the elevator
I watched her seat
ebb and flow.

We walked side by side.
I placed my arm against
her protrusions.
She clutched my seat.

I inserted the card.
You do that well.
You haven't seen
anything yet.

Would you like a seat?
I asked feeling hers.
I'd prefer lying
on your bed,

she said as she removed her clothes.
I followed her lead
while following my staff
at half mast to the room.

On her knees she
took me in hand
before her lips
locked on my shaft.

Her hanging flesh was
ample, soft, and smooth.
We moaned together
reaching our passion points.

Her seat and snatch
were raised high.
Opened to my staff
that I inserted

into her depths.
You do that well,
She said as I performed
push ups in her haven.

We were soon in sync
giving and taking pleasure
until inexorably we
exchanged fluids.

Howls of pleasure
filled the room.
We sloppy separated.
You do that well.

I felt her seat
fondled a tit.
She grabbed my limp
cock and stroked.

You do that well.
we said together.
I rolled on my back
my cock upright.

She smiled straddling
my long, hard shaft
before impaling her
wet, swampy snatch.

We groaned together
with my harness
within her softness.
You do that well,

I say
as she rode me
like a cowgirl
bouncing up and down.

I watched her hangers
swinging to and fro.
They're beauty in motion
as I had a notion.

I took them
in my hands
in my mouth
and sucked.

Her orgasm
flooded my groin,
as I lifted my hips
plunging up and in.

Passionately, she said
You do that well.
She returned the
favor like a belly dancer.

A good man can
only keep it hard
so long, before
exploding volcanically.

She responded with her fluids
again and again
giving, taking, sharing
as though we're fused together

You do that well!