I am temptation

She felt she was pious and good
Praying to God every chance she could
loud and shrill she humbly implored
for forgiveness from her almighty God

she was very neat and meticulously clean
for cleanliness was next to godliness
she used to spit very decorously in the bin
when she sneezed she covered her ears

she had never had a lover
for none dared to approach her
until a friend’s Uncle Roger
brought her home for dinner

she was good and she was fine
she laughed and chattered happily
as she drank and  heartily dined
slurping and munching rather noisily

Uncle Roger married her
During a gusty summer day
She was glowing like ember
With her billowing white attire

She was not so neat afterwards
Her hair was always mussed
Her face seemed forever blushed
But so was uncle Roger’s.

She walked in to the room.

Looked round.

I saw her.

She saw me

I watched her.

She walked,
Sauntered,
Sashayed,
Hips swaying,
Bottom wiggling,
Cleavage displaying,
Bosom gently bouncing,
Short skirt,
Legs revealing,
Tongue wetting lips,
Smiling,
Across the room,
To me.

Me.

Stopped barely,
A step,
From me.

Almost touching.

Her eyes caressed,
My body.

It was as if,
Her fingers were in my hair,
Her lips on my lips,
Her fingers tracing,
Their way across,
My chest,
Pinching my nipples,
Playing with my navel,
Exploring my pubic hair,
Finding my genitals,
Gripping my ass,
Pulling me to her,
Into her.

Her eyes,
Traveling my body,
Felt like that.

When she spoke,
Her words,
Coursed though my ears,
To my mind,
Where I heard,
“I’ve given you a boner.
Haven’t I?”

Followed by a laugh,
As she turned,
Crossed,
The room,
To someone else.

batted your eyes  
 
flipped and twisted your hair  
 
smiled  
 
licked your lips  
 
traced your lips with your finger  
even sucked on your finger,  
moving it in and out of your mouth.  
 
with your head tipped down,  
you watched me across the room  
 
winked  
 
wiggled your hips as you walked by  
 
used the mirror over the bar  
to see if i was watching you  
 
unbuttoned the top button of your blouse,  
made certain your cleavage showed,  
almost to the nipples.  
 
crossed and uncrossed your legs,  
as you swiveled on your bar stool,  
lacy boy shorts?  
 
made certain that your hem rode up your thigh,  
your skirt was already short enough,  
pink lacy boy shorts!  
 
backed into me,  
pressed your ass against my crotch,  
trying to get a rise out of me?  
 
giggled  
squeezed your boobs together,  
when you said "Sorry."  
Showing your nipples to me.  
 
put your hand on my thigh  
moved it toward my groin,  
getting the rise out of me you seemed to want.  
 
bent down in such a way,  
that I could easily see down your blouse,  
I saw, no bra,  
your nipples were stiff,  
aroused  
 
came up behind me,  
hand in my hair,  
boobs pressing against my back,  
thumb inside the waist of my jeans.  
I was getting stiff.  
 
hand on my arm,  
moved your legs between mine,  
I was nearly fully erect.  
 
So why, as I moved in,  
to give you a quick kiss,  
 
Did you turn and walk away.  
swinging your hips,  
 
Saying to your girl friends,  
 
"See, I told you he would rise to the bait."