Tryst

She heard him knocking upon her door,
She let him in, she knew the score.
He pulled her tightly against his chest,
Then kissed her neck and felt her breast.

The perfume she wore was no less than divine,
She’d already poured them each some wine.
Totally prepared for their weekly date,
She was looking good and feeling great.

He led her toward a leather chair,
And said, “Relax, just sit right there.”
She loved it when he took control,
He knew that was true, so he assumed the role.

He kissed her toes and licked her thighs,
As they stared intently into each other’s eyes.
She could already feel the juices flowing,
He’d hit all the spots without even knowing.

Now they’re naked in her king size bed,
She’s always loved giving him head.
Her body twitched and she softly sighed,
As she felt him push himself inside.