Outlines of Beauty

.
He watches me shower,
waits patiently with the towel
to dry

Items to wear
Laid out on the bed;
As he takes his attention to
detail seriously, I'm intrigued
by his choices

Once dry, satisfied his work
complete, does he leave the room;
On hearing the lounge door close
do I make my way to the items on
the bed
Only to realise there's none there

Opening the lounge door
With greeting smile returned, I
walk towards him
Pausing in front of his laid back
seated position
The afternoon sun held back
by curtains closed

His arousal,
The outline of such beauty pushing
against his slacks

Words aren't exchanged
I've been here before

His eyes all over me
As I begin
Slowly
~this is what I do when you're not
here~ flirtations with my fingertips
on hardened nips
trailing south;
I make no appologies for my
actions when lost in my moment
of wild performance

To be fair, I'm more of
a laid back stretched wide open
kinda girl
But he desires different
So I stand
As he watches me work myself
over to a frenzied argg! @#$

He expects me to travel
his mouth salivating
I shall indeed stand & deliver;
My eyes fixated on that beautiful
outline