It's time to remember us again

Are you working late again? It’s time to remember us again.

I watch you speaking on the phone, so focused on the deals you make.

I sneak inside unseen by you, my smile is wide pure wickedness.

On hands and knees under your desk, my fingers gently caress your leg.

You look down startled at the touch, still focused on that call.

I press my fingers to my lips, you smile now with curiosity.

Starting low and moving high, my fingers tingling, cheeks are flushed I find your zip and

begin to caress the growing bulge beneath.

Anticipation, shorten breath, zip now lowered I feel the flesh. Moving closer I breath you in.

Its time to remember us again.