My favourite colour red
the images in my head.
The time when you
would wear for me
your red lace panties.
I would come home from work
walk through the door
and the sight that I first saw
I will remember forever more.
You with a smile on your face
topless with your naked breasts
my eyes followed down your legs.
My girl standing before me
with a sheepish grin
I knew it was time to begin.
Only a short time before
I had rang you
my loins on fire
so was my desire.
Our telephone game envied by all.
I would ask you what you were wearing
your answer would be
red panties want to see.
My breathing became faster
I had to do what I had to do
I made my excuse I was not feeling well
and drove to see you.
To say I was ready to explode
would be not far from the truth.
I had to hold back save it for you.
So I walked through the door
my erection plain to see
you walking towards me.
pulling your panties to the side
allowing me inside.
We would make love there and then
climaxing as one.
but never tired and wanting more
we would move to the bedroom door.
your red panties thrown on the floor
we made love once more.
Little was I to know it
would be the last.
I still have memories of you
the panties I took help me
see the lonely nights through.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lb6n4b/memories_of_red