You Win

The pool cue
rests in my hand
I walk slowly around the table
Totally aware you are watching me

Knowing that my mini skirt
is short enough
so when i bend to make my shot
I give you full view 
of my black lace panties

Your blue jeans fit you perfectly
and show off your "assets"
So much so, that each time I pass by you
I cant resist...
I have to touch you...

Your arm, your chest 
your cheek
Your jeans clad arse
And of course, that bulge...

Damn honey...
No wonder I can't keep
My hands from you...

You give me a wicked grin
and tell me to take my shot
I bend directly in front of you
Knowing that your eyes
are feasting on me
I wonder if you can see 
the wetness between my thighs

I guess that you can... Because...

I then feel your finger
rub the wetness of my lace
Your fingers find their way inside
my panties
And slip into my moistness

I hear the zip of your jeans
then I feel your hard cock
pushing into me...
Filling me with your hardness

I gasp as you slowly slide in and out
Then with more urgent, harder thrusts...
Until finally we both cum
Our moans of satisfaction
echo around the room

I hear you clear your throat
So I take my shot...
Oops, I sunk the black ball
Game over... You win...

Then again... I think we both won...