Aching to be touched
Mind all twisted up
My eyes upon the cleavage
That over floweth her cup

I watch from across the room
As she sat down at her table
Short dress
Long slender legs
Body
Absolutely craveable

Blood pumping through my body
Veins begin to swell
Complete discomfort in my pants
I hope no-one can tell

The flowing hem of her dress
Slips gently up her leg
Thoughts of crawling under her table
As she parts her legs and begs

Uh oh she caught me staring
But...