I sipped my wine at the dinner table.
"Honey, please pass me the salt."
I looked up to see her staring back at me,
her eyes glistening in the candle light that burned ablaze.
The joy consuming the fire in her soul,
driving her with lustful intentions of passion and excitement.
I ate my meal at the dinner table,
"Honey, please pour me some wine."
I removed the cork with a 'pop' sound,
that echoed in the quiet room space.
Looking over at her now,
her voluptuous lips chapped from dehydration.
I handed her a glass of wine and watched as she took a sip.
Her lips dampened now,
a burgundy color stained upon her lips;
I could almost taste her sweet kisses from hither
as she teased me with a smirk of pleasure.
I devoured my dessert at the dinner table.
"Honey, please bring me some pudding."
I put down my spoon and reached for the bowl placed
in the center of the table that divided her and I.
I extended my hand to reach for the spoon,
but she stood up quite slowly and leisurely made her way round the dining room table;
her left hand index finger lightly caressing the table-top
as she walked around to meet me.
I found her to be standing right on-top of me.
My mind racing.
My heart palpitating.
She grabbed me by my inner thigh and massaged my neck
seductively,
moving in closer her eyes centralized my lips,
her body prepelling its way towards my cornered space.
She bites her lip and thrusts inwards on me now,
Oh darling, whisper sweet things into my ear drums now.
*** She said, spoken so gently.
"Alright", I said.
but before I left,
I sipped my wine at the dinner table.
Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 5:03 AM UTC
I sipped my wine at the dinner table.
"Honey, please pass me the salt."
I looked up to see her staring back at me,
her eyes glistening in the candle light that burned ablaze.
The joy consuming the fire in her soul,
driving her with lustful intentions of passion and excitement.
I ate my meal at the dinner table,
"Honey, please pour me some wine."
I removed the cork with a 'pop' sound,
that echoed in the quiet room space.
Looking over at her now,
her voluptuous lips chapped from dehydration.
I handed her a glass of wine and watched as she took a sip.
Her lips dampened now,
a burgundy color stained upon her lips;
I could almost taste her sweet kisses from hither
as she teased me with a smirk of pleasure.
I devoured my dessert at the dinner table.
"Honey, please bring me some pudding."
I put down my spoon and reached for the bowl placed
in the center of the table that divided her and I.
I extended my hand to reach for the spoon,
but she stood up quite slowly and leisurely made her way round the dining room table;
her left hand index finger lightly caressing the table-top
as she walked around to meet me.
I found her to be standing right on-top of me.
My mind racing.
My heart palpitating.
She grabbed me by my inner thigh and massaged my neck
seductively,
moving in closer her eyes centralized my lips,
her body prepelling its way towards my cornered space.
She bites her lip and thrusts inwards on me now,
Oh darling, whisper sweet things into my ear drums now.
*** She said, spoken so gently.
"Alright", I said.
but before I left,
I sipped my wine at the dinner table.
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