Pleasure was the accidental cupping of her perfect little bum.
I smile in retelling.
I laugh & grin and the excitement responds.
She stood beside & language flowed
A happy meal share and as if to leave
I held out arm of joy and reached for her.
A misdirection, a sordid dream
A desire burnt upon the fibres of my hand
& there she stood, a delicate cheek smiling upon my caress.
Such perfection my friends!
Such sweet delight & electric dreams!
A moments flash & the deed was done & moment gone.
But joy my friend! Joy of eternal perfection
That curve! That minute, firm, perfect curve!
& how in mind I undressed that cloak of secrecy!
Longing of the hand to soft & gently, slow caress!
Follow lines of danger & excite my mind with her perfect ass!
Oh how I wanted to stay against that flesh and more!
Shall I ever forget? Ever doubt that perfection existed within my hand!
& how I pray that naked skin of darling’s behind revelled in my touch!
Flinched in soft excitement that her love might stroke her once again!
& how I would! How I would!
& tell her of the perfection of all she has!
From face to bum and all between!
& now I dream of naked rear,
Soft and smooth but firm.
Were these hands upon her now,
Would she know I loved her more!
© ed simkins 2016
– How I ache for her!