Dinner Date

Slowly slipping into her seductive trance
I am caught in a moment
of pure temptation-

my hands reach beneath the table,

and her petals of persuasion
entice me
to seek
the heat.

Trying to keep
from moaning
(in the middle of a restaurant)

the look on her face
makes me eager  
for a taste.

I drop my fork
and duck beneath the table.

I am encompassed with the sight and smell
of deep desire;

her perfectly juicy lips spread just enough
for me to slide my tongue against
her golden lust
and with a thrust

my fingers are fucking her furiously!
Silently,
defiantly,  

while no one is the wiser.

So good at keeping quiet.
So I bring her to the edge
again and again

until neither of us can resist
with one hand on her clit
and the other on mine-

we finish
in secret and ask the waiter
to please bring the check.