When I got home I could hear you singing. I don't think you heard me come in because you didn't answer my call.
I heard water running and guessed you were either doing the laundry or up in the bathroom.
As I walked towards our bedroom to change I realised the singing was coming from the shower. It was lovely to hear you singing. You normally don't because you don't like your singing voice.
I quietly pushed the door ajar and leaned on the jamb. Watching and listening to you.
The glass of the shower cubicle was steamed up but I could see the outline of your beautiful body.
You dropped the soap and bent down to pick it up. Your gorgeous backside pressed against the glass giving me a wonderful view of it and a tantalising glimpse of hair.
You started singing again. You soaped yourself down covering yourself in a sweet smelling lather of foam. As you washed yourself, your hands lingered on your breasts, gently caressing them, pinching the nipples. Singing all the while.
You soaped your stomach, still singing, but lower now.
Your hands moved to soap yourself between the legs. As you soaped yourself, you stroked yourself. Your singing got lower and was interspersed with the occasional low moan.
The singing decreased again. Your hand movements increased in intensity as did the moans and groans.
Your singing stopped.
Your left hand was gently caressing your breasts while your right was frantically stroking yourself between the legs.
Your breathing came in shorter breaths and you suddenly and noisily climaxed.
You leaned back against the glass of the shower cubicle. I could see droplets of water on your lovely skin. More was on your face.
I wasn't sure whether it was from the shower or perspiration.
Whatever it was you sure looked sexy.
You stood up and started singing again.
I quietly closed the door and went through to our bedroom. I don't think you even knew I was there.
I sat on the bed thinking of you; of how you looked in the shower; of watching you enjoy your body.
I stood up, undressed and sat back down.
On the edge of the bed.
And waited for you.
Author notes
Option 5.
Prose rather than poetry
In a list
A contest entry
- E & S.............An Adult Contest by Dalaney.
1500 points, ended October 27, 2007, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Pre - Writes Thats Worth My Time by Lick On Her1275.
775 points, ended October 22, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - shower curtain by second-born.
450 points, ended November 25, 2007, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Suprise me.. by PoeticallyTintedSml.
615 points, ended November 24, 2007, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Beautiful Write
I love the title and the poem was erotic with emotion and imagery but in good taste. Good luck in the contests. Thank you for sharing with me and also commenting on my poem.
Blessings
Kelle Marie
stavykm
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Very sensual write here.....I really enjoyed it! Well done and good luck in the contest.
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This is such a lovely prose…I liked how you vividly described your ‘peeking’ experience…thank you for sharing a wonderful write…
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i see you have this piece in about 20 million contest LMAO but its a good poem i want to wish you good luck in the contest
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wonderful write here ... it shows erotica without being vulgar and there's not many people that I have read that can do that well (I am not a huge fan of vulgarity
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well done on a wonderfully sexy peepshow!
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As beautiful as a sunset and as enchanting as the night... that's my first impression as I read this. Best wishes to you un the contest dear poet and keep that pen handy.
♥ Touchof1der -
this is a really deep poem.
its obvious that you are in love.
have you showed your loved one this poem?
i write poetry about my bf and he enjoys it because he loves to be apart of one my passions. -
Thank you for entering.
I am a fan of prose...
Lane
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