Fantasy of Mine

The double doors open and there you are.
Standing in front of me.
I can smell the sweetness of your skin.
I liked my lips and I swear I could taste your kiss.
As we brush past one another I take a deep breath.
Your touch makes me weak to my knees.
But in this weakness I find a sort of Sexual Rage.
I grabbed you by the shirt and pushed you against the wall.
With all my passion I lunge in and Kiss you.
Your respond back to my aggressive behavior by putting your
hand on the back on my head and grabbing a fist full of my hair causing
me to be submissive to you.
So I slowly start to loosen your tie and unbotton your shirt.
I run my fingers down your chest feeling the hair run between them.
I lightly kiss down your chin to your neck. Feeling your stubble rub across my
soft cheek.
You grab my face with your hands and softly rub your thumb over my lips.
In that moment I hear a suble voice saying, "Maam. Maam."
I turn my head and see somone trying for my attention.
In my haze I realize that it was a fantasy.
I look around for my Fantasy Man ... And there he stood.
Quietly by the door frame silently bound to a never ending bond around his finger.
So I politely walk by looking down at the floor. I bite my lip in frustration!