Wet Panties

Driven by the heady aroma
of another woman's scent,
hands move like butterflies
and fingers read body brail.

Glossy lips meet and smudge,
in a joint journey of desire.
Skirt hems are raised
in a frantic response to need.

Goose bumps and moans
accompany tender gropes
as fingers touchher core
and trigger a sweet release.

But the taste of her breath
and the feel of her cunt
is not enough
for such a torrid encounter.

With a final kiss and touch,
a brief swap is decided.
And now a stranger’s silk nestles
where only men have been before.