At the end of the week
after 40 by 5
and a paycheck
I’m soon to acquire.

The time soon begins
in the hours past noon,
without worries
of fashion attire.

The bed is all made
but soon to be messed,
sheets and pillows
will land on the floor.

The only guest that’s invited
that I want in my room
is the one
when you walk thru my door.

Daily events,
unwinding our nerves,
our passion soon
simmers to boil.

Cloths start to fall
all about my château,
for our pleasure
the draw you’ll find oil.

The moans and the groans
heard softly in ears
are sounds made
in orgasmic sensation.

You’re teasing me gently,
biting my chest
arouses my manhood
with throbbing pulsation.

The ultimate goal
I seem to be after
achievement
not easily came.

That elusive sex game
is you climaxing completely,
and lovingly
screaming my name.