Thinking about it

It comes in waves.

Then suddenly I’m so juicy and its what I want.

Your body and the way you touch me.

I should be doing my work but instead I cross my legs and think about the hardness of you.

It makes my cheeks red and I want to give in.

I go stand by the screen door and feel the evening air on my face.

I think about it but not too long. Just for a few minutes and then I go back and try to work.

I’m left smiling and I love the feeling

and even as I write this, yes – I’m still thinking about it

god you make me feel sexy

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