There I was
a stranger in a
stranger’s house
visiting each and every
room
curious to know
where this visit would
lead me
An unmade bed reflected in the mirror
my thoughts spinning.
Sitting, then laying, then hoping before expert hands
went about their
work
The smile she offered
as she freed my
body
from straining jeans
the darting tongue
her hungry lips,
tight around me,
the bobbing head
as she worked me
taking the pain from my eyes.
The glint in hers as
she continued her offering then turning,
thighs spread,
offering
hidden lips
in exchange
The stray cat in me lapping the moist cavern and smiling.
Her face, a blur
as delicious pain
spread through me
screaming for release
her lips on mine
moving to the
rhythm
my tongue striking
the swollen chord
losing ourselves to each other and seeking heaven.
Then breathless, having drank our fill
she wiped my traces from her cheeks
and kissed her
honey smooth
salted self
on my no longer
hesitating lips.