The girl in the yellow dress threw her knickers over the cubicle
causing laughter from within
“They’re off!” she cried with the excitement of a race just beginning
champagne bubbles had now popped
sprinkling their desire upon all
the flowers in her hair,
a fragile bouquet ready to topple
as she giggled
petals waiting to be unfurled by the delicate caress
of someone, who might get caught in the passionate fog
that encircled her
she leaned back on the tiled wall
one stray blond curl falling
unpinned
from previous restrictions
bounced softly over her shoulder
her blue eyes shone with shy seduction
that no doubt, some stranger would find alluring
she left the ladies room, with her friend, still giggling
she turned back, gave me a shy smile
I smiled back
while two pieces of silk and lace lay discarded on the floor
of a cubicle cell
indicating to all – prisoners had escaped.
love your narrative. nice penning, it held me all the way through. 🙂 I am following now! 🙂
Kellie
@BackyardPonders
Hahaha what a wonderfully playful and innocent, or not so, picture it paints. Oh to be so care free!
Those knickers can sure hold one prisoner..haha…enjoyed the verse, nicely done!
ha. sounds like a few office parties i have been to…and hopefully when she wakes up tomorrow and rolls over its not too much of a shock who greets her…smiles.
An effervescence to this that suits all the champagne bubbles and tossed knickers. Liked it much.
Nice write, Di.
I enjoyed it. :))