deepundergroundpoetry.com
Scratching post
i sat in the last row of pews
In the glassed off childrens section
She sat in the front row
her husband could see my face reflected
i did not realize this as i stared uncontrollably
at her back side
mesmerized by the glint of light
that occasionally made it between her
upper thighs
Oh, i realized the husband was on to me
he actually told his wife to sit down
then a short while later showered her with
affection
But she was up again
tending to her offspring
Facing the preacher
holding a baby
she rested her buttocks
on the pew's armrest
pushing it hard into her crotch
from behind
A little gift to the man behind her
that could not take his eyes off of her
In the glassed off childrens section
She sat in the front row
her husband could see my face reflected
i did not realize this as i stared uncontrollably
at her back side
mesmerized by the glint of light
that occasionally made it between her
upper thighs
Oh, i realized the husband was on to me
he actually told his wife to sit down
then a short while later showered her with
affection
But she was up again
tending to her offspring
Facing the preacher
holding a baby
she rested her buttocks
on the pew's armrest
pushing it hard into her crotch
from behind
A little gift to the man behind her
that could not take his eyes off of her
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 724
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.