88 Plus Words

Gentleman locks the door I hear Click The sound of it echoes in my ear It’s time to begin, my interview… ”...come into site of me…” A voice in the darkness calls Silence becomes the walls and He motions my move with a hand Enticing sound of a leather band ”...panties on the desk…” he says next. Sir, my firm nipples confess, I carry not these unruly mess of Misguided obstructions In the codes of my dress. Allow me please another course To demonstrate a skill of choice… I want, to come and work for you Just a matter of time ‘til you’ll want me too Execute the tasks of this interview… A little cream in your latte ’s due, I notice. . Darkly heals of pointed action Saunter soft to a hard attraction ... it was said, to put the whips on Chest over desk in a slight horizon Spread like an eagle and facing the Sun Inspired to oblige… is a team player, Bond. Prying eyes on the intercom Taking notes and recording songs Nothing isn’t noticed, her eyes a grin Lifting skirt and exposing skin Fabric of her blouse so very thin Refreshing foam against the rim In a cup of desire filled to the brim… ”...do you type…” he asked again Like a wild fire replies the Wind 88 plus words in the whisper of a mind.