Anticipation...

Shaking with anticipation

I think of you...

Fighting the urge to relieve the tension myself

For I wish to save this lust for you

Have you aid in my release in your own special ways

And I, you

But th pressure is building

Throbbing

I'm so tense I could pop

Burst

My body fighting against itself

Trying not to grind my teeth

Or my crotch against my desk

Or hands

Reminding myself that my resiliance will be greatly rewarded

If I hold back the explosion

And allow you to open yourself to me

And be the screaming recipient

Of the estaciatic fluids boiling from my hot springs of passion...