Once sneaking a lunchtime fondle
burning parts
return visit to camouflaged amusement
isolated in the deemed pantheon
of a narcissist
a ladies lavatory
fastening the stall
reeling against the back
agitated unbuckling of slacks
the girly glee massaging quickly the clitoris
that throbbed to a swell
mutiny of three itchy fingers
glob with embrocation
hard thumping a buttock balking
catching a naughty moan
one hand employed tween the wet warmly soaked crotch
another sinking into her Brooks Brothers shirt
nestling a steady breast
pinch to harden the halo
hurrying to alight
realizing she was still at work . . .
© 2011 Lepadah
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