She promised, ‘You will soon be mine!’,
Securely locked the door,
And changed into a stunning line
Of briefs, the glass before.
The eager eyes took in her shape,
Attractive, svelte and trim,
For, even nothing her to drape,
She was still nice and slim.
With slow deliberation she
Began her love to strip;
Alluring sections she could see –
Her tongue ran over lip.
Desire rising to a peak,
She gazed upon that part
That she’d laid bare; still didn’t seek
Quite yet to make the start.
Then tantalizingly she placed
Her lips upon the round,
And touched with tongue; her pulse so raced,
She knew she’d heaven found.
For now she felt her love respond,
With sweetness quite sublime,
And as they formed their passion bond,
She knew had come the time.
Surrendering her senses to
Exquisite pleasure’s drive,
Began to suck – and then to chew!
And truly felt alive.
Too soon and all was in the past,
For lust put sense to flight,
And though she tried to make it last
She couldn’t get it right.
As long as it is seldom done,
She is quite happy that
She can surrender to such fun
Without becoming fat.
Though chick-lit may give sexy scenes,
For thrills one cannot beat
Good choc-lit, for this genre means
The scenes are far more sweet!
So Hiding Something was what she
Had, with her binge, in mind:
While Hiding Something, equally,
Within this rhyme you’ll find!
© Colonialist March 2013 (WordPress)