JJ Evendon

Bronze Star - 2,250 Points (31 May 1949)

Quayside Fantasy - Poem by JJ Evendon

Snow flurries speckle the cold night air,
remorselessly carried by an Arctic wind.
A figure wrapped in a long mink coat
waits patiently for her lover's ferry.
She's aroused by the silk lining gliding over her near naked body
and her black lace underwear and stockings underneath.
She moistens her lips in response,
knowing she'll soon have him.
Tonight, she wants to be his slave,
to delve deep into promiscuity.
Tied, toyed and abused into submission.
Every moment sheer tortuous pleasure,
he'll come to her over and over again.
She; urging, encouraging, wanting,
waiting to scream his name at the point of climax,
that would unleash the leviathan locked within.
Her eyes are closed in erotic thought
when she feels a gentle kiss on her lips and opens them.
His handsome, smiling face only inches from hers.
“Missed me? ” he says
“You could say that. Are you hungry? ” she says with a wicked grin.
“Starving” he say.
“Good, I know the perfect place” she says.
with one arm around her, he hails a taxi.
A devilish smile sweeps her face
as she begins to slowly loosen her coat.

Topic(s) of this poem: sexy


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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 16, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, November 16, 2015


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