PREPARATION FOR SEX.A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL PREPARE FOR THEIR SECOND SEXUAL ADVENTURE.Milka followed Baruch along the road to his parent's house and up the stairs
to his bedroom she looking about her as she climbed won't your parent’s
be home? she asked no they're at work he said
my mother until half two Milka nodded and thought
of the bewilderment if they came home too soon and what if they did?
they came to the landing and he showed her the single bed by the wall
next to another by the window whose bed is that? she asked
my brother's Baruch said he's away oh
she said looking at the single bed by the wall with the blue bed cover
well? he said what do you think? she looked at the bed
and then at Baruch it's a bit narrow she said it'll be ok
he said unless you don't want to he said she bit her lip
are you sure no one will be back early? sure as sure
he said he took in her bright eyes the hair
shoulder length and well groomed the yellow tight fitting top
and blue jeans she looked by him at the window can anyone see us?
he looked out the window I’ll close the curtains he said
she looked at him there eyes wide open and alert his black jeans
and white shirt you don't have to he said just thought
that after last time in the barn it would be better here she nodded
that was a bit uncomfortable she said smiling hay and straw
in my panties when I got home he smiled yes and that mouse
that ran over my backside she laughed and relaxed
and I screamed she said he nodded and looked at her
standing there by the bed we don't have to if you'd rather not
he said she looked at him and said I want to
it's just the anxiety that your parents will come home and catch us
he stroked her hair they won't he said I'd not risk it
if I thought they'd be home early she sat on the bed and he sat next to her
she kicked off her shoes and he did so too she looked at him again then stood up
and unzipped her jeans and took them off and laid them on the other bed
he did like wise she took off the top over her head and placed it on top
of her jeans he took off his shirt and put it on top of his jeans
then she unclipped her bra and threw it to the other bed
he stood there gazing at her small mounds the brownish dugs
she removed her pink panties and flicked them to the bed
by the window where they rested by the windowsill he took off his briefs
and threw them over by his jeans she breathed out deeply and slowly
he put a hand on right breast felt the softness ran his fingers
over the dug she smiled and touched his pecker then she lay down
on the bed and he lay beside her his hand touching her thigh
and she saw the sunlight through the uncurtained window
in the bright midday sky. © 2013 Terry CollettReviews
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StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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