Caught!

Caught! Prone on my bed thinking of you wanting you here the things we could do dressing gown open eyelids closed hand moves towards my part that's exposed warm and squidgy I squeeze, it swells into your inlet my imagination sails wrist action pleasure I'm harder than rock vaguely I wonder 'where is my sock'? nearing completion instead a cold freeze 'did I shut the curtains'? 'please, oh please'! I open my eyes look to the side unadorned windows prying eyes their faces grinning mine horror struck! I leap from sight too late 'oh damn! oh fuck'! DGMC 27.07.2011