Just Another Saturday Night(For W) Poem by Dee Wright

I stand before him
fully clothed.

He naked
as anything.

“Masturbate for me! ”
I command him

fascinated as his hand
obeys me.

I display a breast
(he gasps)

as another & another
button is undone.

I hike my skirt up
pulling my knickers down

only to my thighs
where they stretch

with the tenseness
of my fingers

disappearing inside
my self

he watches
& I watch him
watching my watching

then just
before he

comes

I take him
into my mouth

the surge of him

all that desire
all that longing

my lipstick
smeared with white.

He beside himself

& I
beside him.