I can't be a gentleman with you

For all that you arouse in me is my savage flair

The gentlemanly facade is my professional calling

But the beast in me keeps me going

Ripping your modesty behind closed doors

While the office is brimming

Marking your flesh

Leaving you soiled and naked 

As I keep your pantie as my souvenir 

I relish the flush of your pretty demeanour

I know I can't satiate your fire

For I'm old enough to be your father

So I set you free 

To quench your hunger 

And continue to be the sugar daddy.

©LR