Hidden Romances in play

I’m speeding, not cause I got gas or I like the way the wheel feels in my hands

Not to impress the girl on my right or to impress the stars in the night 

But to get home fast so I can be alone with her 

Cause just a while ago at the slow dance, we held hands 

And all I could think of was how weak I’d be to rob a girl her romance.

As I placed my fingers on the edge of her flanks

And wore a smile and took my stance 

she stared and looked at me askance 

Like she did not know that I could dance.

Later that night in my abode, I strove to make her feel at home 

But the pink on her cheeks shown and she clung to the ropes of her robe 

Albeit, that only seemed to make her glow

Or perhaps increase the radiance of her skin tone, something that I did not really know 

But I know that I was lost in a thought and asked her if something was wrong 

She told me she felt strung and I should soothe her with a song 

I gave a ballad or two and it even seemed to take so long 

But by the end of the second I had my palm in her thong

And between my legs grew big and strong 

And I made her insides throng

She screamed and laughed in pleasure and pain 

I whispered to her and confessed my fain 

And that seemed to turn her pleasure to rain 

Then that made me take my hose out and spray 

And to me it all was a pleasant display

Of love and hidden romances in play