I walked behind her as we shopped.
Each cheek wiggled and swayed under her skirt.
They teased me knowing I couldn’t touch.
As she bent down to get something, those cheeks peeked out from under the skirt.
They were so tantalizing, yet I still couldn’t touch.
The day went this way, always so close but so far out of reach.
Then I saw them bare and I couldn’t resist.
I gave each one a swat, then a rub.
All I heard was an “ow” and a moan.
This was the beginning of a very fun night with those cheeks.
