He Was There

Sat down in the abandon chair

I knew that he was there

But he stayed silent

So on with what I had planed I went

Watched him watching out of the corner of my eye

As I slipped my hand up my thigh

Letting moans through my lips of pleasure

To show him that no man could measure

I went deeper then I normally would

To show him the beauty of my womanhood

And he was quite and stared just the same

He stared and stared until I finally came

Then I rested to catch my breath there

To let he see me half naked and bare

Then left him all alone

So on this guilty pleasure he could dream and hone