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She's not there

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I come home from work,

in my mind not a care.

I sought her in the kitchen,

but she wasn't there.

Maybe she’s in the bathroom,

doing up her hair.

Not in the bathroom,

now I'm wondering where.

I check the bedroom,

I see her underwear.

A thought enters my mind,

but no, she wouldn't dare.

She's not in the den either,

and it's giving me a scare.

Then I find her in the poolhouse

and her ass is bare.

She's riding the pool man

whose sitting in a chair.

Her hips are thrusting,

her breasts bouncing in the air.

My mouth drops open

and I can only stare.

She turns to look at me,

and says with a flair,

do you want to be next?

Are you just going to stand there?

I struggle for control

this is too much to bear.

My mind is in anquish;

I'll get even, I swear.

I'll find a hot woman,

it would only be fair,

And I'll be riding her

in this lascivious lair.

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