Catch eyes across a crowded bar,
Look around, store room not far,
He doesn't know me, i don't know him
But we both crave sex based on a whim.
A walk past he knows the score,
He Follows in and shuts the door.
From deep inside illicit passions awoke,
Without one single word being spoke.
No time to remove, just pushed to one side,
Legs up high and open wide.
As he gets deeper his back i grip,
Don't want to scream so bite my lip.
We're both now reaching our orgasmic peak,
I start to shudder, his legs go weak.
Its over now and I'm seeing stars
Sexual satisfaction, for now, is ours.
Then Back to his table and back to his wife
Me, Back to my table and back to my life
Two different people, glad that they came
Two different people and sex with no name
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