A Mother's Dilemma

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I can't recall a time in my life
I've felt so much stress
nevertheless
I maintain composure.

I've allowed her have her way with me
she signs my paycheck
and I must be able
to put on the table
food for my daughter.

After the third, no, the fourth time
I have become more at ease
while she licks
getting her kicks
at my expense.

I know it's only a matter of time
I will succumb
to her masterful tongue
and I will cum
even as I fight it.

I think I've become vulnerable
to this possibility
for today I'm wet
and she has yet
to touch me.

No indication she wants me today
and I'm worried
she senses my need
but pays no heed
I can't ask her?

She's ignored me all day
and my body's afire
flirting, showing my leg
must I beg
for her attention?

Oh god, she's asked me to dinner
her apartment at eight
to bring my daughter
a lamb to slaughter
must I obey?

As I lie in her bed, no longer a virgin
I have serviced my first woman
I stroke myself pleasingly
almost teasingly
and wait.

A twinge of guilt, quickly passing
I stroke my clit with fervor
from the bedroom next door
I lust for more
of the girlish screams of pleasure.

author, little miss blair
© copyright 2001