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I never knew that I loved men who were

Tall, dark & handsome until I met him

He was 6' 3" with skin so smooth 

His was the shade of creamy milk chocolate 

 

He moved like a spotted leopard on the prowl

Cautiously, calculating each new step

I used to see him every day at work

Our desks positioned in such a way

 

That he had a perfect view 

Of the black-seamed stockings I would wear

That revealed my young tender thighs

Through the slit in my black pleated skirt that

 

Would casually fall open, whenever I sat down

I would often wear 4" black patent stiletto heels

To purposely taunt & tease him

Wondering if he felt the same electric sparks

 

The ones you only read about in the stories

Of those adult magazines 

Each night after work I had to go home

B'cuz, I was married at the time and

 

Bored with only missionary; never oral sex

Night after night it was the same fk'n thing

Tied down by a ring & two little kids

When my heart was crying out to really live

 

On weekends; I wondered what he was doing

He had a life of freedom that my heart craved

I would often find myself fantasizing about

What it would be like, to have sex with him

 

Our beautiful bodies grinding together

It was extremely dangerous to think about

B'cuz our thoughts & what we focus on

Becomes our reality; this I know to be true

 

When our eyes would meet over the boardroom table

No words needed to be spoken b'cuz I could tell

From the look in his eyes; that he felt it too

With that, my infatuation with him grew

 

We never spoke about our lustful thoughts; however

The conversations we shared in the office often

Included sexually suggestive double entendre’s 

That afternoon, one of those slipped from his lips

 

He asked me if I wanted to meet him after work 

That night would be a turning point in my life &

I was willing to take the calculated risk

One that I've never regretted; not even to this day

 

B'cuz my body was aching to feel him by my side

To break free from the shackles of marriage

He took me to a secluded place where we parked

On a dead-end road with no streetlights

 

Only the headlights from the vehicles

Heading northbound on the 410

That would sometimes flicker in our direction 

The windows quickly steamed up 

 

With tiny droplets of water pooling together

Running down the inside of the windows

Dripping from the heat generated by our

Passionate kisses & our overheated flesh

 

That night I'll never forget b'cuz

He gently reached down between my legs

To ease the seat back

So that he could easily maneuver his tall frame

 

To just the right angle & it was there

In the front seat of his silver Nissan Sentra 

When he used his mouth to pleasure me orally

Up until that point, I'd never been with a man

 

Who had ever gone down on me

His lips were magical

So soft, full & eager to please

His tongue was the key that unlocked 

 

My sexuality & Pandora's Box

It was the night I would finally discover

What it felt like to finally let myself go

Remembering the nights, I used to cry myself to sleep

 

Thinking the 2 minutes of moaning & thrusting

Was all there ever was to sex

But that was before he came into my life

Thankfully, he was different

 

Every moment we spent together

He took my breathe away

Truth be told; it wasn't the only time 

We found ourselves in our secret rendezvous spot

 

Parking for hours at a time

My ass bump'n up against the steering wheel

It was like paradise by the dashboard light

I only wish I knew then, what I know now

 

There wouldn't have been any second guessing

Nor would there have been any doubts

A few stolen moments were all that

We were ever able to share b'cuz I had a family &

 

They needed me there

B'cuz my Mom had just recently passed

Like Lady Godiva on a racehorse

I was gone & it wasn't until 29 years later

 

When our paths were destined to cross again that

The memories of our secret nights together

Would finally come to light

All the what ifs that have haunted me

 

Over the years, until that incredible day when

He called out my name

Hoping ...wondering, was it really me?

It was the happiest day of my life

 

To be reunited and back in touch with him

Live & in the flesh all over again!

 


Submitted: March 15, 2019

© Copyright 2025 Elizabeth 'Wild' Roberts. All rights reserved.

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Spyguy

Thanks for sharing this adventure, you sure made it live through your descriptions & a body would be a liar if they tried to say that nothing like this had ever crossed their mind!

Thu, September 23rd, 2021 7:19am

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Thanks, this was fun to write & finally share the truth about a poignant moment in my life. Never, in my wildest dreams, did I ever think it would be my most popular piece!

Thu, September 23rd, 2021 2:10am

h j furl

Electrifying!

Sat, December 10th, 2022 10:00pm

DampKitten

I can see why this is massively popular, and I'm stunned there are so few comments. So, let me add one and say you had me leaning over my laptop, caressing every word. I'm sure you know, if you read women's magazines and online forums, how frequently this sort of thing occurs.

I like how you pulled in Meatloaf's hit song. There's definitely some significance and analogy to be noted. I am curious, given the guy's size, why he was content to recurrently have these meetings in his car as opposed to a hotel or going to his place. Makes me think he had a ring as well. That's an additional complication.

You're looking back thinking you made the wrong decision... not pursuing this guy when you were young. In truth, you don't know that. As good as he was, you might actually have made the right one. Have you ever seen the movie "The Butterfly Effect". If not, have a look. I promise you'll like the protagonist if nothing else. Tall, dark, hot as fuck... speaking of that description.

I'm just saying that things could have happened you never anticipated had you made that jump. Even if you ultimately divorced later, it still could have turned out totally different than you imagine. Still, you have those trysts to look back on and re-visit in your mind. The piece is kind of self-loathing. In reality, you might have made all the right decisions.

You know what the Stones say - "You can't always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you get what you need."

Really enjoyed this

Mon, January 15th, 2024 9:48pm

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Thank you, like I responded to another reader above, I never dreamt that sharing such an intimate moment would garner such a response. Thank you!

Mon, January 15th, 2024 2:34pm

Sam Nash Scott

Oh wow... That was definitely an interesting confession. Many don't have the balls to spill it all out. I applaud your courage... and your poem of course.

Mon, March 11th, 2024 8:12pm

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Thank you so much!

Mon, February 3rd, 2025 2:01pm

ESLB

Wonderful story. Full of images and descriptions. I see everything, well done.

Sat, January 11th, 2025 7:09pm

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Thank you, thank you & thank you !!

Mon, February 3rd, 2025 2:02pm

Spyguy

Again I stroll through the magesty of your poetic garden, stopping by to smell all of the fragrant flowers of your mind! You share, with honesty and almost abandon, a virtual photo of your intimate life... I, for one, am impressed that you would so freely share this adventure, I hope where ever you go, & whomever you allow into your life, will help you feel as free & as wanted/needed as this story portrays the times to have been!!!

Mon, February 3rd, 2025 8:26pm

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From the bottom of my heart, thank you for your kind words xo

Mon, February 3rd, 2025 2:00pm

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