Breathtaking Beauty
She rose and pretended he wasn't looking.
He looked over her black leather pants fascinating.
Sprinkles, whispers, shimmer like a second skin that was Ann.
White satin blouse that was open and shear to reveal a sexy golden tan,
blonde hair hung down the middle of her back in thick loose waves.
His gaze lingered on her; she’d even make a burlap sack look sexy in a dark cave.
Withered with need to etch on his mind,
drank in the sight of her glorious body
helped to ease the hunger gnawing with in him.
Breathtaking beauty finally walked toward him.
Twirled around taking two steps and draw,
she leaned forward tracing a finger along his jaw,
shrugged nonchalantly and said, “I picked a winner.
Sweetheart, it’s time to go home and relieve the babysitter."
3/26/2018
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2018
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