Killing Time Before The Dinner

To bear witness
to the art of arousal,
that uncontrollable thrill
seeing misbehavior
expertly celebrated,
inspired by reefer and wine,
there is no shortage
of sultry seductions
when there are guests to entertain

There was a time
where I overanalyzed
the reasoning behind
the freedoms you allowed yourself,
but I grew to enjoy it
with a voyeur's fascination,
and a willing penetration

We could see you getting closer
and none of us could have predicted
you would so casually
pull his cock from those briefs
and apply such sensual strokes
to his appreciative member
as us partners watched
in shock and growing interest
instigated by the brazen sight
of such rare occasions

Nobody stepped in to halt the festivities,
though his girl may have been rattled enough
to step in and deliver her mouth to his,
while I approached you from behind
and pulled that sexy little cocktail dress
to reveal you bare and wet beneath

It really didn't matter where we were,
but for this impromptu instigation
we all just happened to be in the kitchen

I entered you while she unbuttoned her top,
and you latched onto her prominent nipples,
still working his cock into that heightened state,
while I buried myself into your excitement
and he fingered you, and I fingered her

I knew it was only a matter of time
and you would feed his cock into her mouth
as your excitement escaped in quick breaths
and affirmative moans in response to each guided thrust

Soon we were all on the floor,
connected by mouths and openings,
his and hers,
our bodies writhing
in audacious defiance
of traditional dinner engagements

There would be time for that, later.