The Aftershock

 
When I close my eyes, it’s all I see
You between my legs glancing back at me
Reminiscent of this morning, I touch myself in my cubicle moaning out loud
Not even noticing that I’m disturbing the peace while drawing a crowd
Finger in my mouth as my legs begin to quake
Fondling my pearl let’s see how long it’ll take
To unleash this beast
Clawing away inside…pleading for release

Damn, I can’t believe he did this to me
Fucked me good and let me go to work…knowing how hard it would be
If you don’t know about "the aftershock" let me fill you in
It’s that sensation after sex that seems to have no end
Like that midnight love which results in dreams that just won’t quit
Or in my case the thought of that morning session that compels you to touch it

Peach Gleaming
Juices Streaming
Toes Curling
Profanity Hurling
Pussy is Wet…
But I don’t want to come yet
I can feel eyes on me but I refuse to stop
Adding to the experience…feeling as if I’m going to pop
I hear whispers of “What the hell is she doing?”
But isn’t it obvious…that a forbidden climax is brewing

The boss saw the crowd assuming there was an issue…and just my luck
He finds me at my desk…mumbling, “I’m coming…Oh…Fuck!!!”
Mmm…Pure satisfaction….
But I open my eyes to my boss’s reaction
It’s no surprise…he’s disappointed and says that I’m fired!!!
I would plead my case, however I’m suddenly way too tired
Let me get myself together and I’ll be on my way
The unemployment line won’t be the only unexpected experience of the day