It was a dark night,
the darkest I had ever seen.
A change was to come.
What I had thought
I had wanted was
gone in a blink.
Where I thought
I had a plan till he
walked in.
Grabbing my hand
with such ease.
Making me tremble
with the words that
he spoke.
Could this be a ploy?
Where I am the
pond in another game?
Trying to use me maybe.
But he seems so kind.
Like a fantasy it seemed,
seducing me with the right words.
Fluently turning me on
without even trying.
Not even a kiss.
Just kind gestures.
I was in disbelief I was
thinking this was a dream.
I waited for the punch,
you know those lines
they all love so much.
Instead he never asked
a thing.
I couldn't help
but struggle as my
body chose to react.
As I am attracted to his
demeanor.
Nothing but a breeze to hit.
As my nipples make
it is all too obvious.
My body to make the
move before I could.
A soft brush pushing
my hair back just so
he could see my eyes.
As we locked eyes
our souls spoke.
I knew I was trapped.
Stuck with nothing to say.
Gasping for air trying to speak.
His hands touched.
Only leaving me to crave.
I was trying so hard not to beg.
I never knew without a touch.
How orgasmic my mind could be.
Leaving me to cum in just a fantasy.