Thursday 7 August 2008

Having Fun

Bit of silliness for 2006!

Having Fun:

Suave, sophisticated and sleek.
With a gleam in his eye
He takes in everyone as he crosses the room.
Passing his opinion inwardly,
Taking in the way women dress,
Their shapely figures with accents
In all the right places...
Lusting after them no matter the size.
Big, tall, small, thin - options open.
Out for anything he can get,
But he has to be careful -
Two of the girlfriends are in tonight...
One is blonde and possessive,
The other dark and free spirited.
Both want him to themselves,
But they know the score -
Flirt, have fun, don't get attached.
To him that is!
He wants his freedom and sex,
The blonde wants love and marriage.
He's not sure of the dark haired beauty -
Keeps herself to herself mostly.
Curious he thinks, but cool!

The music starts and hips start to sway,
Testosterone is riding high,
A sweat is being worked up
From all and sundry.
Everyone has an agenda -
Getting laid, drunk, high.
Whatever their pleasure, no one cares.
As long as they get what they want.
He the man in question starts to dance...
Well, what he calls dancing
We'd call an idiotic wanker of a show off!
But hey! He doesn't care!
He wants his wicked way
With a new ginger punk
Who's walked in with her mates.
Loud and bolshy is her nature
With flowing locks, green eyes
And wearing skin tight leathers.
Ok, not normally his type,
But he'll give anything a try once!

Little does he know something's afoot...
Sauntering up to the girl
He tries his moves that work every time!
Touchy feely, he moves in for the kill.
She's responding well he thinks,
So he reaches for the bra...
Why don't we go somewhere else...
A little more...private...perhaps...'
He follows her lead outside
Into a waiting taxi nearby.
She takes him back to her place
And leads him upstairs to the boudoir.
They peel each others clothes off
Slowly - she leads, he follows.
She is a dominant woman
Who knows what to do he thinks.
She gets him down to his undies
And plays with him like a toy.
Straddling him, she teases him with ease,
Working up a sweat so hot
You could poach an egg off it!
He stops her in mid flow -
There's something spoiling their fun
And it's between her legs!
'Never judge a book by it's cover love!'
The ginger man said.
'Shame really...I was just getting started...'

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