Late Bloomer

There wasn’t time for dating

A social life managed to pass me by

My teen years were SAT prep

Barely acknowledged among entrance exams

College took my focus then

Becoming a doctor took intensity

Dating was an afterthought again

My early twenties just drifted away

Then I glanced up at twenty-six

Successful but alone and lonely

Unable to fathom how to change it

I’d had no practice, after all

Friends had always thought me unusual

They tried to help with blind dates

Which generally ended in utter disaster

And were best quickly forgotten

The escort service took away the worry

I calmly explained my situation

Asking for a member of their staff

Who could ease the transition for me

I was picked up in a sleek black limo

The Gerber daisies he gave me were stunning

The man who carried them even more so

The perfect gentleman held my hand

Dinner conversation didn’t lag or bore

Then walking along the pier watching the moon

Quiet glasses of wine at my townhouse

His movements toward me non-threatening

He undressed me and undressed for me

Taking his time to put me at ease

I’d never paid attention to my body

He showed me what I’d been missing

Worshipping my skin slowly with his hands

Moved over the same places with his tongue

Giving his every effort to my pleasure

Answering my breathless questions patiently

When he climbed over me, I tensed

For the first time nervous and unsure

He took his time kissing me

Whispering softly, soothingly in my ear

As he nudged my thighs apart

I watched his face closely

I wanted to remember every detail

Tightness, quick pain, and he was still

He smiled, letting me know the worst was over

When he started to move, I finally understood

What the fuss about sex had been about

And he was very good at his job

He threw me over the edge several times

Holding back his own release

Until the very end, when I was exhausted

Only then did he let go, crying out above me

He stayed for hours after, just talking

Leaving as the sun began to color the sky

At last I was truly a woman

And I’m putting the service on speed-dial