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Her Clandestine Bliss

"In the confines of her office, a woman indulges in secret."

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Author's Notes

"I was in a public forum the other day, and one lady on there mentioned she was looking at GIFs of ladies masturbating, and one of her co-workers noticed and said to her, "she should really be getting on with her work," rather than watching porn!! During her break, she went to the toilet and masturbated, thinking about the GIF, and the woman who had told her off!! This poem was inspired by that anecdote."

In her office, phone in hand,
A clandestine act, no one will understand.
The screen's glow illuminates her flushed, curious face,
As she ventures into this forbidden, arousing space.

The men on the screen, wanking and fucking,
Her heart races, body quivering and buzzing.
She watches the women, fingers dancing,
Her own desire now wildly expanding.

Behind the pristine desk and polished veneer,
Lies a woman weighed down by expectations severe,
Dutiful daughter, devoted wife, ambitious career,
Constantly on display, her true self held in fear.

The actors twist and writhe in ecstasy,
Mouths open in cries of pure debauchery.
Tongues lap at glistening, sensitive flesh,
Probing fingers bring moans that sound afresh.

But here, in this moment, she is finally free,
To explore the depths of her sexuality.
No judgments, no restrictions, no need to conceal,
This clandestine world is where her passions can truly heal.

She feels her damp panties, nipples stiffening,
A growing ache between her thighs, pulse quickening.
Excusing herself, she hurries from the room,
To the bathroom, where her passions can bloom.

Quickly, she locks the stall door behind,
Praying no one else will enter this time.
The air is thick with the scent of her want,
As she hurriedly removes her clothes, breath ragged and taut.

Skin flushed, she sinks down onto the closed lid,
Her fingertips tremble as they begin to caress and glide.
Tracing the swollen, sensitive nub that throbs for attention,
Waves of pleasure radiate outward with each delicate motion.

"What am I doing?" she thinks, a flicker of shame,
"This is so wrong; I shouldn't give in to this sinful flame."
Yet the ache between her thighs demands to be soothed,
Rational thoughts quickly fade as her body is moved.

A gasp escapes as her fingers dive in,
Teasing and stroking, chasing sweet release within.
Secretly masturbating, body alight,
Waves of pleasure building, nearing her climactic height.

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But what if someone were to hear her now?
The risk of exposure, igniting a fearful brow.
Her career, her reputation - all on the line,
If her secret world were to be uncovered, laid bare, and defined.

"No, I mustn't think of that now," she scolds herself inside,
"In this moment, I'm free to revel in my carnal desires," she cries.
Yet a twinge of guilt nags at the back of her mind,
Warring with the unbridled lust that leaves her senses entwined.

The thought alone fills her with dread and alarm,
Trembling, she quickens her pace, desperate to find her sweet calm.
For in this moment, she must reach her crescendo,
Before the consequences catch up, and her desires have to end.

She reacts as her digits plunge faster in and out,
Breath hitching, nearing that blissful peak, no doubt.
Her body trembles, shuddering with each wave,
As she reaches that transcendent, ecstatic crest.

With a quiet moan, she crests the peak,
Her frame quivering, her soul mystique.
This secret moment now comes to an end,
A smile on her face, as amends she intends.

Back at her desk, a subtle radiance about,
From her private tryst, a secret she'll never flout.
Her cheeks flushed, her eyes alight with afterglow,
A tranquil contentment only she'll ever know.

No one suspects a thing, her poker face secure,
This clandestine bliss, forever to endure.
For in her clandestine realm, she's free,
To explore her desires, unshackled, and be.

The satisfaction of her release still lingers within,
A forbidden fruit savored, her own guilty sin.
A secret she'll zealously guard, come what may,
Her private ecstasy, hers alone to sway.

Back at her desk, a subtle radiance about,
This stolen moment of passion, a treasure to flout.
For in this clandestine world, she's found her sweet release,
To revel in her desires, where her soul finds peace...

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