Coffee Mornings

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Good morning heard
Deep whispering
Good morning returned
making the coffee
Good morning as his hands grasp my waist
Standing behind
Feeling his breathing upon my neck
before kissing
Feeling his awakening down below
Probing my nightgown
Good morning indeed he says
His hands snake underneath
raising temperatures
My modesty uncovered
found to be waiting
gown discarded
my back to him
I'm not playing easy
his strong hands
spin me
facing him
pressed against his desire
wanting
maybe I will be easy after all
my arms wrap around his shoulders
our tongues say good morning too
I jump up
a practiced manoeuvre
I hold on to him
entrance found
against the wall
our love making wall
secrets await

hard
fast
this urgency
his needs met
mine too
with empty house
a flourishing shout out
loud and clear
Accepting
him
till finally
climbing off
coming down
hugging
kissing
breathing
my climax relaxing
on this morning
our gowns back on
with coffees in hand
we go back to bed
climbing the stairs
With joy spent
leaking
Heaven awaits
with coffee mornings.