Bathroom Breaks

Ragde Nella

 

What is she doing when she walks away telling me , shes off to the rest room each and every day. Oh.. how I wonder what is in her pants, if she only knew ive longged to see her dances. How graceful she'll move as she dips to the floor, glancing around feeling the music even more. But where does she go, as she does often leave, freshing up returning smelling of a rose in a breezes. Damn... can I taste you ? Do you taste as sweet? Would you mind if I layed you down and had a bite to eat? Back to work she never bustin a sweat, got me pondering are things that im saying making you wet? She was my co worker, I remember those days, the smile on her face and her eyes in her daze. Simple whispers in her ear would cause her to blush, then she off to the bathroom pant full of mush. Waterfalls pouring, she should have brought a towel. And Ill test my theory, for we get off work in a short while.

  • Author: Ragde Nella (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 8th, 2018 18:16
  • Comment from author about the poem: I remember she now
  • Category: Erotic
  • Views: 16
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Comments1

  • dusk arising

    He he he, well i guess all guys had a similar inspiring situation such as yours. A delight to read. A delight to remember too.
    Naughty, but nice!

    • Ragde Nella

      Thanks, you right, quite a delight



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