Lunchtime In'her'mission

His words sex me on a summer day
Spread like butter
Smooth like cake
My legs part involuntarily
He mind shatters me
Pleasing arousal without touching me
From alliteration whispered to me over lunch
Desire wafting through me
I groan his name
Words of unfettered erotica play pit a pat with my nipples
Sing song across my peaks
Fan an unimaginable flame
It pierces me
So deep
I want him
To pierce me
So deep
His words so carnal
Voice soft as his touch
He wrote me a story

5:45 pm 5.16.07