A tangled coil of white plastic wire
gleaming accidentally on the picnic table
in the dark I sense that frozen look coming to his eyes
I feel a rotund movement
against my back
Thinking what if -
I tie you to the monkey bars and lift your skirt
and lick your labia until you come
he says - the neighbors
asleep!
I enter you and do this
his fly zipped open his cock swirling inside my thighs
I hang by a string of moonlight afraid to moan
he says - the neighbors
we are protected by the trees!
My wrists are fluff inside their wire shackles
my heels rise as I arch my back for him
he says - the neighbors
he keeps the plastic wire
for tying up tomato plants
Originally published August 2006 - "Sweat"