Mrs Squires and Benedict
at the cheap hotel
in back street
off Charing Cross station
and she said
come on in
let's share this bath
and so he undressed
and there she was
in the water
waiting for him
and he climbed in
and sat opposite her
in the big bath
her shorter legs
between his
his longer legs
outside of hers
she lay back
her *******
sleeping puppies
her hands touching
his feet
come on
she said
don't be shy
and she tickled his toes
and tried to lift them
to her lips
he laughed
I see Percy's moving
she said
he looked at his pecker
rising in the water
needs a wash
she said
and that was that
and after in the room
by the noisy gas heater
in front
of the double bed
he dried
and watched
as she lay there smoking
her hair brushed back
her nightdress
covering her
and she said
wasn't the show good?
yes it was
he said
toweling his pecker dry
the dancers were good too
she inhaled
he studied her
wondered what
her husband would say
seeing her there
what he would have thought
of her bathing
with some young dude
in some cheap hotel
once he had dried
he put on
his dressing gown
and lay on the bed
beside her
and she offered him
a cigarette and lit it for him
and they watched
as their joint smoke
rose in swirling patterns
later
when the lights
were out
(except for the on and off
neon lights
from the street outside)
they made love
in the double bed
the springs going some
the gas fire hissing
like a box of snakes
and he thinking
of her husband
lying in some
other bed alone
with the lights out
and she thinking
of the best ***
she'd had in years
and more to come
and the on and off
neon lights
and somewhere
a gunshot
or car backfiring
and he wondering
what her husband
would say
or think
her having
a young stud
and a good lay.
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 11:35 AM UTC
Mrs Squires and Benedict
at the cheap hotel
in back street
off Charing Cross station
and she said
come on in
let's share this bath
and so he undressed
and there she was
in the water
waiting for him
and he climbed in
and sat opposite her
in the big bath
her shorter legs
between his
his longer legs
outside of hers
she lay back
her *******
sleeping puppies
her hands touching
his feet
come on
she said
don't be shy
and she tickled his toes
and tried to lift them
to her lips
he laughed
I see Percy's moving
she said
he looked at his pecker
rising in the water
needs a wash
she said
and that was that
and after in the room
by the noisy gas heater
in front
of the double bed
he dried
and watched
as she lay there smoking
her hair brushed back
her nightdress
covering her
and she said
wasn't the show good?
yes it was
he said
toweling his pecker dry
the dancers were good too
she inhaled
he studied her
wondered what
her husband would say
seeing her there
what he would have thought
of her bathing
with some young dude
in some cheap hotel
once he had dried
he put on
his dressing gown
and lay on the bed
beside her
and she offered him
a cigarette and lit it for him
and they watched
as their joint smoke
rose in swirling patterns
later
when the lights
were out
(except for the on and off
neon lights
from the street outside)
they made love
in the double bed
the springs going some
the gas fire hissing
like a box of snakes
and he thinking
of her husband
lying in some
other bed alone
with the lights out
and she thinking
of the best ***
she'd had in years
and more to come
and the on and off
neon lights
and somewhere
a gunshot
or car backfiring
and he wondering
what her husband
would say
or think
her having
a young stud
and a good lay.
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