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Smeared

He watched her
expertly sliding
the colour
across her lips.

"Not sure when the meeting ends" she said.

A perfect application
from years of training
a perfect beacon
to draw attention
to her lovely mouth

* �* � �* � * � *

Hearing her return
caught in the hallway
a smudge at the edges
the lustre worn off

She must have sucked him good
he thought
down to the pulp

the jealously and excitement
pulling at his cock
driving him to want her
even more

She was an ideal roommate
the privilege of mystery
and a steady dating life
peppering clues
to fuel his fantasies
and flame him
for her welcome return.