I admired her from across the room
Cradling the fine wineglass Slender, elegant hands
Well manicured fingers
Caressing the length of its stem
Climbing and exploring
Fingertips so soft
Filling each hollow of the designI caught my breath
As she raised the fine crystal
To full, sensual mouth
Lips already sweet as wine
Liquid running cool against warm breathI melted and became the sweet nectar
Washing myself over her tongue
Letting her savour my flavour
Filling her with the heady sense of myself
I could feel her taste me
Long languid trips upon her tongueWhen she lowered the goblet
Her eyes met mine
She stood and walked toward me
Held the goblet out to me
And asked me if I would like to taste
I stood and looked at her longinglyReached out with both hands
Slid them behind her neck
And pulled her toward me
My lips and tongue devouring hers
Experiencing the rich blend of wine
Making me feel drunk with lustIt was then I took the wine glass from her hand
Sat down, refilled her glass and passed it to her
I caught my breath
As she raised the fine crystal
To full, sensual mouth
Lips already sweet as wine
