Daytime Distractions

You said something this morning,
something that made me
quiver in my
valley down below.
A turn of phrase from you and I am
tense with longing.
And now my day will be
one
big
distraction, as I consider and
reconsider the possibilities.

I keep returning to
a want long-denied.
Your hands on my
waist, reaching around me from behind.
Creeping up my shirt and
exploring my skin until you reach
what you were after.
Cupping my small breasts in your
large hands and grazing my nipples with your
strong and lithe fingers.
You, pressing up against me and
letting me know you
Want to take me for a ride.

My legs tremble a little
just thinking about it.
And I imagine
how it will go.
When we meet again,
will there be kisses and caresses and
slow-motion seduction?
Or will we get
right to the point?
My pussy is most insistent
on this matter.
I wonder if you'll make her wait,
push her right to the edge?

I'm missing
your fingers,
your tongue,
your lips,
your cock.
And my mind will not desist.
I want you in every position you'll give me.
I want to give you new ones
to ponder
and wonder at.
I have fingers,
a tongue,
and lips of my own, and
a good counterpart for the rest.
Let me show you.

There aren't words strong enough
for the lust I'm
playing with today.
And if you don't feel it too,
you soon will.
You said something this morning,
that made me quiver.
You said,
"Wait 'til I get you alone tonight!"