GuiltyPleasure
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The Man Who Wasn’t There
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
She’s married, happily
I kept telling myself, until tonight
when I held her for the first time
and I tasted her mouth.
Casually flirting, attracted
forever until
she came to me fragile and hurt.
Wanting
to ease her pain I took her
in my arms and then
to my bed.
Weeping beside me,
steeped in neglect.
Her lonely life of
disconnection, a disdainful,
workaholic husband,
she pleaded with me
to let her in.
Her delicate pubic fleece,
a soft frosting on her mons
moved me.
Her familiar legs in unfamiliar
intimacy.
The touch of her innocent hands,
delicate sea creatures deep in thought
slowly determined,
undeterred by my helpless moans
they creep onward
to the inevitable core.
No breath enters me
until her cool hand grasps
so suddenly I flinch.
The imagined meditation
of her lips on my phallus
more intense than any
fantasy. The shimmer in my belly
as she takes me
to the edge.
Is this too prosey and does the title connect?
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
She’s married, happily
I kept telling myself, until tonight
when I held her for the first time
and I tasted her mouth.
Casually flirting, attracted
forever until
she came to me fragile and hurt.
Wanting
to ease her pain I took her
in my arms and then
to my bed.
Weeping beside me,
steeped in neglect.
Her lonely life of
disconnection, a disdainful,
workaholic husband,
she pleaded with me
to let her in.
Her delicate pubic fleece,
a soft frosting on her mons
moved me.
Her familiar legs in unfamiliar
intimacy.
The touch of her innocent hands,
delicate sea creatures deep in thought
slowly determined,
undeterred by my helpless moans
they creep onward
to the inevitable core.
No breath enters me
until her cool hand grasps
so suddenly I flinch.
The imagined meditation
of her lips on my phallus
more intense than any
fantasy. The shimmer in my belly
as she takes me
to the edge.
Is this too prosey and does the title connect?
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