You know, it's the smile that sells it. It's the great moment. I flirted with you at the party. It was too crowded, and it was noisy, so I had to repeat myself to make sure you heard. (Maybe you heard, and you just wanted me to say it again.) You laughed at my cheesy pick-up lines, and I would have thought that I blew it, but you put your hand on my chest, and left it there.
We were standing in the hallway, and the party just kept filling up. You had to press yourself closer to me, so I put an arm around your waist. I could feel the edge of your panties through your dress, and it was turning me on. I couldn't help it, even though it was a little embarrassing, but then you ground the front of your hips against me, and looked me in the eyes, knowingly.
The kiss was great. Hot, and hungry. The night was a success for me, then. Party, girl, great kiss. But when you took my hand in yours, and said "Let's get out of here." I knew I was dreaming. You pulled me along, and I don't even remember the cab ride. There was more kissing, who cares what the cabbie thinks.
Into your place, you get rougher. Your clawing my clothes of as you walk backwards, pulling me to your bed. You lie back, (how did you take your dress off so quickly, I think.)and pull your underwear to your knees...
I was anyway
ReplyDeleteYou know, it's the smile that sells it. It's the great moment. I flirted with you at the party. It was too crowded, and it was noisy, so I had to repeat myself to make sure you heard. (Maybe you heard, and you just wanted me to say it again.) You laughed at my cheesy pick-up lines, and I would have thought that I blew it, but you put your hand on my chest, and left it there.
ReplyDeleteWe were standing in the hallway, and the party just kept filling up. You had to press yourself closer to me, so I put an arm around your waist. I could feel the edge of your panties through your dress, and it was turning me on. I couldn't help it, even though it was a little embarrassing, but then you ground the front of your hips against me, and looked me in the eyes, knowingly.
The kiss was great. Hot, and hungry. The night was a success for me, then. Party, girl, great kiss. But when you took my hand in yours, and said "Let's get out of here." I knew I was dreaming. You pulled me along, and I don't even remember the cab ride. There was more kissing, who cares what the cabbie thinks.
Into your place, you get rougher. Your clawing my clothes of as you walk backwards, pulling me to your bed. You lie back, (how did you take your dress off so quickly, I think.)and pull your underwear to your knees...
And then, that smile.
I know I've lucked out.