Pale skin, meeting.
Mouths colliding.
Sweat dripping.
Pulse rising.
Eyes closed.
Hands exploring.
Nails raking down a back
Moonlight leaking through the window
Brown hair cascading around her shoulders.
Time seems to vanish,
With each passing moan.
Headboard creaking
Heat pulsating through the room
Door opening.
Your wife shrieking,
“What were you thinking?”
*****, I didn’t get to finish.