As she leant across the desk
his heart began to race
his eyes wondered to her chest
instead of connecting with her face
She loved to be a tease
in the way she moved her hips
and she could sense his unease
as her pencil touched her lips
She sat taking notes
her leg across her knee.
He couldn’t help but dote
on all that he could see
Dictation now complete
she moved to leave the room
he jumped up to his feet
to stop her leaving him too soon
By Bryony Brook
