Morning Coffee

Repetitive mornings of the lifeless and mundane

alarm…shower…dress…work drudging the same

a luring prospect inveigling mid morning

averting my cadaverous existence vividly alluring

 

Sauntering in my office with my morning coffee

deliberately gazing his wanton eyes capturing me

whispering erotic intentions in my ear

hoping no one notices him puppeteer

 

Hand finding its way up my thigh

tickling my lobe with his tongue arousing my high

out in the open fervidly audacious

his hand finding my middle oh so salacious

 

backing away from his erogenous advances

considering our professional circumstances

regardless of my intent to get fucked against this wall

not today…I am his boss after all

-Cam Johns

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