Into my office
And waited by the door
To welcome you
I might treat you
To the deftest of touches
With my nails
On your arm
Would such a touch
Awaken you?
Because if you were
To reciprocate the gesture
With a firm reassuring hand
I would be unmoved
Anyway, we have business to discuss
So let's sit down
And be professional
I hope you don't mind, but I'd like to remove
My jacket
I am aware this will display
My black bra
Thru my white shirt
And that this may fluster you
But even though you look at me
Or at least, a part of me
I shall remain unmoved
Take your jacket off too, if you like
It will do nothing for me
I will remain as always
Unmoved
See, look how easy it is!
All I have to do
Is encircle my lips
Slowly
With my tongue
Bite my bottom lip
As though anticipating
Your cock
But all I'm anticipating
Is a job well done
So straighten up
And look at me
Look into my eyes
See, there you go again!
You can't look into these deep true eyes
Without allowing your gaze
To fall once more
To my breasts
I break into a smile now
For this is too easy
How about I stand
And stroll round to your side of the table
Til I'm behind you
Now you can't see me
But you can sense me
And smell me
And feel me
As I run my nails
Slowly thru your hair
Then down to your neck
Perhaps I might loosen your tie
And unbutton your collar?
As Sir seems terribly stiff!
Perhaps I could massage
Your neck
And your shoulders
And allow my nails to wander
Gently down to your chest
Would you like that?
And if I were to stroll round
So that I am facing you
Playing with your tie
As I perch myself
On the edge of my desk
So that my groin
Is facing you
You could take off my shoe
And allow my foot
To run up your leg
Til I reach the top
It may be too much
For you to bear
But none of this
Would do a thing for me.
If, however, my little blonde angel
Who met you at reception with a smile
If she were to call then I'd recline in my seat
And I would melt at the sound of her voice
I would remember the day she walked into my office
And said she had something important to tell
But the words wouldn't come, because she was too flustered
So she straddled my lap and we spoke in tongues
If she were to speak, and I were to listen
I'd tell her to come, and I'd tell you to go.
