Coffee & Inappropriate thoughts

Coffee & Inappropriate  thoughts  
 
The warmth slides down my throat,
Giving pleasure from the first sip.
The dark creamy substance alludes my mind.
No longer thinking about the grind.
 
I drift off into inappropriate bliss,
Dungeons of pleasure  
Ecstasy of pain  
Latex thoughts  
Whips and chains.
 
 Another taste ,falling deeper
A Sultry voice says my name.
Velvety touch inside my brain.
Satin sheets, me and you on the beach.
Cool moist air runs through my hair,
I tremble waiting with anticipation .
 
Ice in your mouth,
Teasing, escalating to a moan.
Dripping wet.
Smirking with satisfaction.
1 to 4 fingers filling me to the max
But you know I like that.  
 
Coffee now cold
Feeling bold
These inappropriate thoughts
Never to be told.