In my imagination

In my imagination

You were the guy

Who could not keep his hands off me

Who groped for my curvaceous back in the dark

To pull close to you,

To feel the butter smooth skin of the fleshy waist.

In my imagination

You were the guy who burnt hot kisses into my breast

In the dark of the night

Who made my lips quiver

And my insides ache

With want of you.

In my imagination

You were the guy who held me close

To caress

To pluck my nipples from my breast

With wet lips

And feel my thighs with callused palms

In my imagination

You were the guy who wanted me

Every night

To have and consume, to savour

Like a man must a woman he loves.

I orgasmed with the thought.

In my imagination

You were the guy

Who would turn me around

To kiss me on the nape of my neck,

My arched back,

My soft butt.

In my imagination

You were the guy

Whose hands I let explore

Every tiny crevice, curve and fold

Of my willing body.

I saved myself up for you.