The cure
The cure
Tonight I feel no mercy
I'm pent up
and needing release
no coy teasing
no sweet submission
no waiting
animal instinct
I need to play rough
and I know
you
will not deny me
No spa like bathing tonight
I pick my favorite scent and shower
stepping out
grabbing lotion
fling my hair forward
and
follow my curves
with scented silkiness
then towel
brush out my hair
and perfume
make up
stop
Pausing for a moment
to slip my
fingers between my legs
and capture
just a hint of my own scent
mixing it with
the perfume
behind my ears
a calling
to the animal in you
smiling to myself
I head straight for the
no mercy
section of my closet
hmmm
tonight I'll temper
fire with innocents
shock value
looks sweet
but burns
starting with pink lace
matching
garter belt
seamed stockings
and a strappy deep fuchsia
satin dress
fitted enough
to suggest curves
and hints of my undergarments
as I move
thank you Ms Vickie
shoes, earrings, handbag, keys
and I'm gone
I knew where to find you, You own
a small dark intimate club
filled with music
and people
who need no answers
I walk straight to you
no words
like a cat
brushing past you as
I walked towards the dance floor
the fullness of my
backside and sent of perfume
making contact
eyes meet
yours follow down my body
as intense as a caress
rising back up into mine
You pull me close
Hug me
and I throw my arms
around your neck
lean in close
Kiss your cheek
then leaning closer
run my teeth down the edge
of your ear to your earlobe
and whisper
Papi please
I need you with no words tonight
you lean back pushing your hips into mine
eyes reading me
and as that wicked smile emerges
you begin to laugh quietly to yourself
Understanding completely
I smile
knowing you came prepared
And push you away, hard
Nothing is for free tonight
The music changes
And we begin to dance
You touch my arm
And I push it away
You look into my eyes
And the energy thickens
Walking around me
reaching for my waist
I slap your hand away
I look at you
And the energy thickens
You grab me hard pulling me close
I bite you
And fight my way out of your arms
You stop and survey the crowd
Walking behind me
You grab both my arms hard
and lead me off the dance floor
that slow deep laugh that
I know means trouble
Tumbling from your being
Into your office
Locking the door
Turning up the music
Eyes locked
Breathing rugged
You run your hand
Along the side of my face
Tender
And grab deep into my hair
Pulling my lips to you
having them as you please
Captured for a moment
I dont fight back
Letting you enjoy my sweetness
Your grip loosens
And I escape
You come towards me and I slap you
your face stinging
you recoil and the energy thickens
I slap you again
And again
And I search your eyes
Finding what I seek
The animal in you
you grab my hands hard
turn me around and bend me over your desk
knocking everything to the floor
and pin me there
in one fast movement
you pull up my dress
exposing pink lace
I squirm trying to get away
But it is useless
I hear your belt come undone
and you pants unzip
and in one continuous movement
you rip my panties to the side
and
The rest of this story
belongs to us.
I will say that sometimes
We all pay
For things
that are not of our own doing.
Sarasvati