
Lost in the way you stare into my eyes
I stumble over my left foot
My cheeks immediately turn red and my armpits are wet
Somehow, my panties are too
The smirk on your face was confirmation that you like to see me in distress
I reminded myself 10 times white jeans were a mistake
But, for some reason you convinced me
except, you weren’t even present
The red wine you bought was visible on my crotch
resembling a period stain
She demanded that I remove my jeans and she would replace them
What she came down with was not what she promised
As if she promised anything at all
My heart began to pound loudly
I was afraid she would hear
Hands began to feel clammy
I was hoping she wouldn’t ask for my hand
Yet, she asked for both
She directed me to her cold floor
where I slowly planted my knees on, firmly
This replacement was much better than I’d imagine
It looked a lot bigger from down here
She demanded I that I make it disappear, so I did.
That night, I left with more than a fantasy.
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