Music plays
soft
notes upon the wind
dancing in the kitchen
back lit
beauty
using ladle as microphone.
Do you know I watch?
Game we play…..
Peeping Tom.
Unaware peeped upon.
Shorts
pulled tight
wiggle that ass
groan with ecstasy
knowing
soon I will fill
creamy cheek
hardened
hand plays.
Eyes closed
hands above head
sashaying hips
lower to floor
up you go
groin tightens
seeing your control.
Breath coming faster
face pressed to glass
hand in between
when suddenly…….
Son should you be here?
Red faced
stammered to explain
door opens
teddy worn
slammed with a shriek.
Left with warning
cheeky grin
flop on couch
gaze upon
lips quirk
laughter erupts…..
we will have to try again.
©June 20/20
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