Brenda, feeling neglected after a recent break-up, accidentally spies her younger brother getting changed and though she turns away, she can't get his hard body of her mind. In the meantime, Sean sees his petite sister nude and doesn't show the same restraint.
Angela went to her room to get ready. Newly-pressed grey skirt, clean regulation
white knickers, long white socks, light blue blouse. She stripped off, went to the
washbasin and soaped her crack, making sure it was all spotless. There was nothing
worse than having people stare at a dirty bottom. Especially when they were about to punish it. And with a heavy heart she headed for the school offices, sitting on the bench outside with a nauseous, sinking feeling in her stomach.
This is a poem about a real couple. They were both in their 60's when she died of cancer and he committed suicide. It is not erotic in the sense that will make men hard and women wet. However, the language and situations are explicit and therefore I choose to publish it here. Be forewarned that this is not a fun poem.
An ending to One Slip by Patricia 51. If you haven't read it, do so. It is well worth your effort. A strong woman finds herself weak at a crucual time.