We walk down the crowded streets at night. Our shoulders
touch. Strangers in the night. Not knowing that tomorrow
we will be lovers. Like a black widow spider I lure you
into my web. Ready for the ritual of seduction.
You look deep into my eyes as you yearn for the moment
of passion that you are seeking for the evening
To you, nothing but a fling for the eve to satisfy
your male urges. To me a love of a life time.
Your a smooth talker as I eagerly cling to every
word you speak. Licking my lips as I anticipate
the evening ahead. Slowly, seductively drawing you
deeper and deeper into my web. All the while making
you believe it was you instigating the ritual.
We leave arm in arm as all eyes are upon us as
all know of the fate that you are destined for.
Yet, no one speaks or moves as we leave the room.
Arriving at our destination I light the candles
and turn the music on soft and low. The flickering
of the candles fills the room as we snuggle and
cuddle on the couch. Soon, our lips touch and we
eagerly explore the taste of the other. Our soft
moans escaping as we eagerly await the moment
to come. The passion rising as our breathing
intensifies drowning out the music. We can not
wait a moment longer. We take each other fiercely
and passionately. No thought of tenderness or
gentle lovemaking. We lay back in each others
arms as our breathing slowly subsides.
Soon it is time for you to leave and you
realize what has happened. For you have been
caught in the black widows web unable to leave.
~Red14karat~
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