By the wayside

Late arrival into meeting room
You look for me amongst
faces you command, commandeer.
I lower my eyes to defend
against the bulleted frontline thoughts
daring an agenda of fantasy.


Sitting opposite; each others target.
Our kindred spirits embrace
only once throughout the hour.
Quick chatter accompanies slow exits;
You need “a word”, and blend me into
a corporate grey carpeted corridor.


Enter. Pussy bowed, lace topped stockings
in the boudoir of executive entertainment.
Perfect for you not to see, only imagine
me coquettishly stretched across your desk
fetching sweet treat to couple with tea.


Professional advice given, attentive notes
carefully written; keeping hands busy.
Nervously tapping inveigling high heels,
I leave, before emotions get ricocheted
on the office floor like our biscuit crumbs.


© Katy Hughes 2012


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tony sheridan

Mon 22nd Oct 2012 20:07

Love this! Nice one Katy. Take care, Tony.

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Anthony Emmerson

Mon 1st Oct 2012 22:39

Hi Katy,

This sure beats a chocolate HobNob any day! Enjoyed this erotic, escapist fantasy - but then, what bloke wouldn't?! :)


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Nigel Astell

Mon 24th Sep 2012 11:43

Laced sweet tea
Carpet burns desire
Stockings pulled up
High heels break
Tempting chocolate biscuit.

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Sun 23rd Sep 2012 14:02

Crumbs Katy that was dramatic,transmitting perfectly and passionately what was happening---Well done!!!

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