Our Affair   She readies for the day, Teeth brushed, hair combed, lipstick and cologne on, a passing glance, then she leaves me, alone.   Her day wears on, More and more her thoughts turn to me, anticipation mounts.   Unlocking the door and hastening in, I am her only objective. Frantically she sheds her clothes, leaving them strewn across the floor, and rushes to me naked.   Our encounter has been all she expected. Content and relaxed, she leaves me, with only a sigh and a smile, not a word does she speak, yet I know she will return, wanting, needing; and I will fulfill those wants and needs, willingly, asking nothing in return. Now I am absent from her mind. She will not think of me again until that desire once again stirs within, awakening her need to.....   shower.     copyright AP Ashley 1997       Comment/Next/Back/Home