Damp panties
Getting on you're hard at work, you've a wiggle in your chair, you know you've been sent poetry but should you read them there
People walking passed you, will they see the things I write, perhaps you should be a good girl and save them for tonight
Nope the temptation is to overwhelming, it won't hurt to take a peek, just look for the right moment, a small free time is all you need and seek
You have a quick look left and right, this is just your chance, the moment you read the opening stanza, you are in a trance
Erotic words fly off the page, drawing pictures in your mind, kinky, dirty things, all of the sexy kind
You feel that knowing tingle, your pussy starts to clamp, you feel your juices start to run, your panties feel quite damp
You can't stop now you read all the sexy lines I've sent, they have made you so horny, they did exactly what I meant
It feels like everyone knows, they can see you got your panties wet, now you got to get to the loo, but you can't go just yet
People are asking things, now there's someone on the phone, perhaps you should have been a good girl and waited till you were home
I love the thought of turning you on, making you damp whilst in your chair, I hope you can feel me in your panties, though I'm not really there
THE KINKY POET