Your Best Kept, Dirty Little Secret

Your Best Kept, Dirty Little Secret

We talk, we chat, we flirt...and tease.
And have gotten to know one another...quite intimately.
But no one knows.  No one but us.
We have our own lives, and friends...and no one knows of our affair..
But us.
We all have our secrets.
Secrets we keep from the world.  Some very private, some not so much.
And I...am yours.
Your best kept, dirtiest little secret.
The things we do for each other...the things we say, and write.
The way we tease each other,...ohh the teasing...and play with each other...
No one knows but us.
The way you make me feel when you leave me messages...
Written and spoken.
A smile breaks my lips each time.
The images that race through my mind as you tell me what is on yours.
The way you want to tease me, and play with me.
The things you wish I could do to you...with you.
And I return each favor.
I do, because you deserve it.
I tell you what I want to do to you...what I hope you are doing when you think of me.
The times we spend together, each one priceless.
Each one more tantalizing than the last.
The words of encouragement, and instructions...
How we have each other do the things to ourselves that we wish were done
in reality...how we make each other feel, when no other makes us feel that way.
How we moan to each other, plead to each other...beg each other
And pleasure each other.
What would others think if they knew about us?
No one knows.  No one has to know. It is for us, and only us.
And every time it happens..every message, voicemail...
the secret endures...
And at the end of the day, as we go back to our lives...
And to the other people within them...
Our minds can drift back...back to our secret place...
Where all of our dirty little fantasies exist in secrecy.