The Desk

Her clothes still on

My clothes still on

Bent over

Taking advantage of time

And well placed openings

I slowly slipped inside of her

And she gasped

Biting her tongue

Holding back cries of pleasure

Enjoying every bit of me

As I her

Our schedules and spouses led here

15 minutes of freedom and bliss

Manipulated work days

Just for this moment

She greedily pushed back against me

Wanting more

The thrill of the moment

The fear of being caught

We would peak fast

And love every second of it

She shuddered and clenched hard

Cunt swallowing me

And I explode in her

Fireworks and desire fading momentarily

We catch our breath

And tidy up

Already planning our next time

By

Thomas Aiden