She yielded 

After the customary protest

She had to

For I had pinned her down

And started kissing her neck

She inhaled deeply 

Her eyes became blurred with desire 

As she wriggled beneath me powerless 

I spread her legs

And forced myself

She was moist

Cradling my hardness 

In her furnace 

Was it my raging desire or her's 

I explored 

Till I found myself 

In her...

We were done 

Let's do some other day somewhere else, she suggested 

With another concept 

She was my secretary 

And my office was the chamber of our desires.

©LR