HER

I watch her across the bar

She came with friends

I notice them not at all

Glamorous

The opposite of me

Not typically my type

She goes to the restroom

I can’t stop myself

I follow her

She stands at the sink

As I enter the room

Our eyes meet fiercely

Entering an empty stall

Groping roughly

Kissing almost angrily

Grinding through clothes

My hand up her skirt

Her hand down my pants

I can’t wait anymore

Sitting on the seat

Pulling her in front of me

My mouth on her pussy

Sweet as I imagined

Her moans echoing

Fingers inside her

Her hands gripping my hair

The orgasm explodes

Excuses to her friends

Alone in my car

Steam on the windows

Returning the favor

I’m so wet for her

She makes me beg

Stripping to nothing

Our breasts together

Grinding in need

Afterward getting dressed

Learning names

Exchanging numbers

A kiss farewell

She goes back to the bar

Glamorous again

The smell of her on me

Her taste on my lips

Never an experience 

Like HER.