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Wishy's blog: "Poems"

created on 12/07/2007  |  http://fubar.com/poems/b164973

hot summer day

HOT SUMMER DAY The neighborhood was busy that typical early Saturday morning with the humming of lawn mowers, buzzing of weed eaters, water splashing on the streets and the neighbors all working like little bees trying to be better then the other. The single, light brown haired, blue eyed, tall, tanned man who lived in the well kept house at the end of the cul-de-sac, sits on his front porch, in his bathrobe, drinking coffee and reading the paper. He quietly but attentively sat and watched one of his neighbors, a beautiful, petite, dark haired, green eyed neighbor working in her flower bed. She sat there in the dirt, in her cut off shorts and tightly fitted tank top, digging and planting her flowers. She would change position often as she moved through the flower bed pulling weeds and planting the new plants and flowers. Looking around often to acknowledge the fact that she knew he was watching her every move. She would get up on all four and crawl from place to place to make sure she teased him in every way she could. Knowing he must get pleasure out of her watching him watching her, she stops and stares while he pretends to drink out of his empty cup never taking his eyes off of her. She smiles, licks her lips and shyly turns away and plants another flower. The sun shines brightly on her and the warmth is beginning to make her glisten. She stands, wipes her muddy hands on her ass and walks over to the water spout and turns it on. She puts the hose carefully between her thighs and washes her hands. Carefully runs the water over her face and the back of her neck, takes a drink, runs the water up and down her legs and her feet. She takes one last drink as she watches, water running down her chin and chest making her shirt stick against her skin, she smiles as he squirm in his chair. She turns to turn off the water, looking back at him walks around the corner into the garage. She stands in the garage and watches through the window to see if he is still there on his porch or has he lost interest and went inside. He sits waiting with anticipation and smiles has she come back out of the garage, he notices she has something in her hand, but can't make it out. She wrestles with a wrapper, puts it in her pocket. Watching her every move he watches her put her hair up on the top of her head in a messy heap with a clip. He watches her sit down in the dirt again, knees bent, legs slightly apart, elbows resting on her knees, looks at her face and smiles. She has a Popsicle sticking out of her mouth. She slowly takes it out of her mouth and like a child she licks every inch of it quickly. Takes her eyes off the Popsicle and stares without any hesitations at the beautiful well tanned man from across the street. Smiles and slowly licks the Popsicle from stick to tip, twisting it and turning it making sure she doesn't miss any of it. She slowly slides the cold Popsicle in and out of her hot wet mouth, only stopping to give a little suck at the very end of the Popsicle before sliding back into her mouth. The warm sun has begun to make her Popsicle melt and the drips run down her chin, hands and arms. She quickly takes the Popsicle and moves it faster in and out of her mouth sucking a little harder, trying to savor every last drop. Smiling with every lick and suck, and enjoying her knowing he takes pleasure in her tease. She licks and struggles with the last piece that has fallen off the stick as it drips down her arms onto her inner thighs. She sucks the small pieces that she holds between her fingers and then licks her lips and fingers one last time. She looks down to see the colored mess, looks up at him and he is sitting on the edge of his chair, licking his lips, and adjust his bathrobe. She stands still licking her fingers and walks over to turn on the water and washes her hands, face, and arms, and legs. Turns facing him, letting her hair down and slowly lets the water run down her front and she watches him has she soaks herself, turns and lets the water run down her back. She turns and watches him, hoping he will come over and join her play in the water. He stands, adjusts his bathrobe, smiles at her, opens his hand and glances at his front door (OH AND BTW IF YOU WANT TO ADD ON YOU CAN) :)
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