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A Guest

A Guest

My woman drains her third glass dry
And slouches in her chair -
She’s working up the guts to try
A risky plan we share

She's dressed this way just for his sake
And every time she moves
Her tits slip out just by mistake -
I see that he approves

They tease and banter to and fro,
She and the guy who's there -
We know what's bound to happen, though
We're not sure that we dare

She's tipsy, nervous, flushed and hot
And sweating more and more -
Then with a shout pulls off her top
And throws it on the floor

She meets my gaze without a sound
She wants me to confirm,
Yet we both sense that we have found
A point of no return

The room is spinning when she stands
The moment's like a drug -
With giddy laugh she trips and lands
Beside him on the rug

They laugh and wrestle on the floor
No longer all in jest -
A thrilling shock runs through my core,
My God, he's got her breast

He holds her wrists and by her leave
He pins her to the ground -
Her breath is hard, her bosom heaves,
She wraps her legs around

My chest is tight, my mouth is dry,
I don't know how to act -
My girl's about to fuck a guy
And that's a natural fact.
Written by Sevenhearts
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