My pulse quickens Beads of perspiration form My body feels as if it is on fire But it is just the heat of my desire. My body trembles as I retrace firm, smooth, skin beneath my hands I squirm in my chair as lustful feelings stir within my body As I close my eyes, pressures build which beg for release And I am not yet ready for them to decrease. His distinctive smell envelops me as he nibbles the nape of my neck My body arches and twists towards his well-muscled one And my excitement builds as he caresses my breast When he leans over to kiss me, it is upon my urgent request Delighting in the taste of his tongue playing with mine I seem to melt even though his fingers electrify My head begins to whirl and spin As I yearn for him from within. Crazed, we tear at each other's bodies My moans and impassioned movements Do considerably much more than intimate What I very desperately want to be my fate. Our eyes and minds connect as he lays me down on the office rug I hold my breath in anticipation of his next move When the world itself seems to quake And suddenly I find that I'm wide awake. I hear voices and laughter as I pick myself up from the floor My hair is disheveled and my passion is left unspent I quickly realize that brief trysts aren't always what they seem Since it appears I've just awakened from an equisitively vivid dream.
© 7/97 ~~ IRM
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