A new man in my life
a new face, a new smile, new eyes
a new voice curling into my ear
smoke and honey
New texts sent in the middle of the day
or the middle of the night
telling me
asking me
wanting me
The roughness
of a new beard
on the side of my neck the curve of my breast the inside of my thigh
Running my fingers across
a new chest
Through hair that makes the flesh beneath
warmer and
softer
Resting my hand or my head
there at the center
feeling
hearing
absorbing
a new heartbeat
The grip of a strong hand
around my wrist
my ankle
the back of my head
A new man’s
mouth
on my mouth
on my pussy
A new man’s
cock
in my mouth
in my pussy
The weight of
a new man’s body
pressing me down
holding me down
sliding into me
so wet
so slippery
so hot
trembling with such excitement
arcing with such electricity
humming with such desire
that simply
breathing
is a challenge
and gasps and
sighs and
yes
are the only sounds
coming
from my throat
Resting in the new man’s arms
falling asleep
sated and woozy
awakening to pressure and heat, sweat and
his insistent lust
his fingers exploring me
opening me
again
while his lips press to my ear
whispering
what he wants
and
what he is
going
to do
having the orgasm of orgasms
with a new man
coming
gazing into the vortex
of his eyes
entering that sacred space
where our souls
meet and swirl together
our spirits entwine
and our ecstasy
our release
is like nothing I’ve
ever felt
nothing he’s
ever felt
nothing
the universe
has ever
felt
When I touch myself
and think about
this new man
I can’t help but feel
guilty
like I am
cheating
on
you
I can’t help but feel
somehow
relieved
