The Dream

State lines and zones of time separate bodies wishing to intertwine.
Influenced by red wine,
Intoxicated by mutterings of suduction
She changes into his favorite lingerie.
Red and lace, slow and sexy,
Individual foreplay.

Remembering the times before,
Of them together,
Rolling on the floor.
God,
She loves when he makes her
Scream for more.

Then a picture she sends him,
Of the shower
With the head dripping slow
And a caption
'Honey, I'm lonely'
His response comes quick, but agonizingly slow
Three words that send her over the edge
...
'I'm horny too'

'Send me a picture'
'I'll send you a video that'll make you want me.'
How she loves to sext.
Her body shudders to think what's coming next.
As she climbs in
And feels the water moisten her skin.

The sight of his key
That unlocks her euphoria
Makes her scream with excitement.
As a single drop of water
That slides down her private flower
Makes her quiver.
This is it,
She can't resist any longer,
She must surrender.

Her hands trave over her athletic figure
Playfully teasing her breasts.
She bites her nipples until they're
Swollen and hard.
Then her hands glide down her thighs,
But turn and slide behind.
Squeezing, groping, spanking,
Finally peneitrating.

She smiles and sucks her sticky fingers.
Then spreads her legs wide
Ready to deliver the main event.
She moans and gasps at her wetness,
The tip of her fingers taunt her lip
As she let's two slip inside
Pretending it is him fulfilling her dream.
Enthralled, she pauses to taste her cream.
Then reaches for a toy,
Smiling and giggling
As she uses it to get her way.

Everything around her fades away
When the Climax of orgasim
Blows her away.
Sweating and breathless she
Sucks clean the cream from her
Rubber popsicle.

Delighted she awakes and exclaims
'Wow, what a dream!!'