Fact was they knew one another along time as just friends, shared everything, jokes, secrets, even dirty talk back and forth, but due to distance and business trips, his touch went craved but totally unknown.
His presence, lips, finger tips, and especially his uncurved bone.
They spoke many times regarding unlucky scheduled fates,
but lack of an instrument made her hungered belly ache.
Setting up a plan to make him want to drill and pave.
The time was nearing his visit, but her body wouldn’t behave.
Flipping their talk back steamy,
not knowing how long her loins could wait.
She maneuvered into the conversation,
that she was going to have this romantic date.
His mouth dropped, almost as fast as his grand pizzazz,
but he remained respectful, knowing he’d waited so long too, yet wanted her just as bad.
He longed to wine and dine her, explore her body, attend…
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Sharpest Perception a Road Less Traveled 