A lunch-time text to wife

Hello dear,

What have you had for lunch?

It is very boring here,

There is nothing inviting to munch.

Actually, there are some Chicken thighs,

Some orange juice and a few crunchy bite,

But when I think of your sexy eyes,

I lose appetite.

I am staring at your picture,

The one you are wearing a non-padded bra and a white hot pant,

How I like that mixture,

It fuels my want.

Allow me to guess the pant you are wearing,

Is it the red one with a net-like lace?

The one you wore the day I gave you the wedding ring?

I remember how that night you gave me the “fuck-me” face.

No, it must be the black thong,

Or is it the stripped one?

Oh, tell me if I am wrong,

You are wearing none.

Do you know what is happening?

Instead of eating,

My groin area is stiffening,

In this state, how am I supposed to attend a staff meeting?

Honey,

I can’t wait to feel your warmth,

I will leave the office early,

Because tonight, the South must meet the North.

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