Ah well, since she went ahead and blocked me ...
Were I in your neck of the woods, I’d have surreptitiously made my way to your office …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have taken position behind your seat …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have stroked your hair …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have softly blown on your ears …
… and while nobody was looking … to then whisper to you … salacious things … mendacious things … wanton things … explicit things … reprehensible things … unrepentant things …
… and while nobody was looking, to careen my soft fingers, from your nape … to where your cascading hair breaks … then softly on the sides of your back … moving to the front … my will so slack …
… and while nobody was looking, to circumnavigate those orbs … so leisurely … so pleasurely … so ecstatically … oh so very dastardly …
… until my hands surrender … and comes to rest … on that victory … which is your chest …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have made you stand up …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have lifted your dress …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have removed your panties …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have feasted my eyes on the dantiest dimpliest silliest greatest smallest most yankee-ist pair of buttocks in the whole of the United States …
… and while nobody was looking … I’d have lowered your dress … made you sit down … and walked out …
… now now luv, what am I ever gonna do with your panties then ?
After all the grief you're trying to give me, I have a mind to hoist them up a flagpole right in front of the office of some terbacky-chewin sherrif, who is gonna try and extract a confession out of you, by reading out loud from the book of Isaiah to you …
Or I can send your panties to Guantanamo Bay, where only the most fanatical of inmates will be compelled to wear them …
You'd better make up that mind of yours luv, or so help me, I'm gonna wreck those panties in my dishwasher, and then FedEx 'em back to you.
I'll send a replacement as well ...
Sincerely.
M.
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have taken position behind your seat …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have stroked your hair …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have softly blown on your ears …
… and while nobody was looking … to then whisper to you … salacious things … mendacious things … wanton things … explicit things … reprehensible things … unrepentant things …
… and while nobody was looking, to careen my soft fingers, from your nape … to where your cascading hair breaks … then softly on the sides of your back … moving to the front … my will so slack …
… and while nobody was looking, to circumnavigate those orbs … so leisurely … so pleasurely … so ecstatically … oh so very dastardly …
… until my hands surrender … and comes to rest … on that victory … which is your chest …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have made you stand up …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have lifted your dress …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have removed your panties …
… and while nobody was looking, I’d have feasted my eyes on the dantiest dimpliest silliest greatest smallest most yankee-ist pair of buttocks in the whole of the United States …
… and while nobody was looking … I’d have lowered your dress … made you sit down … and walked out …
… now now luv, what am I ever gonna do with your panties then ?
After all the grief you're trying to give me, I have a mind to hoist them up a flagpole right in front of the office of some terbacky-chewin sherrif, who is gonna try and extract a confession out of you, by reading out loud from the book of Isaiah to you …
Or I can send your panties to Guantanamo Bay, where only the most fanatical of inmates will be compelled to wear them …
You'd better make up that mind of yours luv, or so help me, I'm gonna wreck those panties in my dishwasher, and then FedEx 'em back to you.
I'll send a replacement as well ...
Sincerely.
M.
9 years ago