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Just out of school
Gotta catch a plane
Tan misty sky threatens rain
It's morning and I've just awoke
And I'm not sure where I am
but I think there was a swinger's party here last night
It sounds like it still might be going on
I've got my luggage and I'm off down the hall
I think there's two hours to go before my flight
I hear a sound as I pass a utility closet
So I open it to find
A woman in a tight black leather cocoon
Hanging from the rod by a harness around her chest
Mummified head to toe not a drop of her shows
Hands and feet bound together behind her
Suspended in a hog-tie
She moans and writhes behind the gag and hood
I assume, I hope, in ecstasy
I'm not sure but I think I hear the hum
Of a vibrator somewhere inside of her
I want to play but I don't know who she is
And I don't want to spoil someone else's scene
Besides, I've got a plane to catch
Well...what the hell...
This is a swinger's party, right?
So I set my luggage down, roll up my sleeves
and go to work
Tweaking her nipples through the leather
She moans in surprise and pleasure
(She didn't know I was there)
The action seems to drive her nuts
She must have been horny for hours
I tease her until I come
From hearing her moan and watching her writhe
then I look down at my watch
and realize I'd better get a move on
She's moaning even more now but
I shouldn't make her come
She's not my slave, it wouldn't be right
The torture's much worse when the orgasm's done
And it's not my place to release her
I exit the closet and look both ways
Not another soul around
Shut the door behind me drowning out delicious sound
On the way to the airport my head pounds
Can't remember the wild night before
And suddenly I wonder
Will anyone else remember she is there?
I hope so. Guess I'll never know.
G.S., 6/20-21/91