An Erotic Narrative
When you walked into your room
my heart was beating like a rabbit.
You looked at me with those provocative eyes of yours.
Then you told me in your erotic voice to “take off my blouse”
and I thought I’d die. I watched your perfect lips
and how your soft pink tongue curls when you speak.
I slowly unbuttoned your top, even though you seemed rushed
I thought I would tease you and did it slower than time.
You said remove my skirt and I swear
my heart was in my throat in anticipation.
I was staring at your legs and their perfect curves
and admiring how thin your waist was. I removed your skirt.
I’m not sure how much time passed before you suggested
I remove your bra but my hands were shaking as I attempted
to take it off for you. You followed with a deep vibrating voice
as you asked me to take off your nylon stockings
and you know how that turns me on
what it does to me to touch nylon.
Once that was done as if I needed further instructions
you whispered remove my panties and it was at that point
that you said those words I will never forget.
Even now my body goes catatonic just thinking about it.
It was then you said…
At that point…
It was at that moment…
Yes, I still remember the words exactly.
It was then you said
“and don’t ever let me catch you wearing my clothes again”