Dressing for Work


I am taller than you,
You stand on the balls of your feet,
To straighten my tie,
Your teeth biting your bottom lip – in concentration.

I hold my breath,
Trying not to moan,
My cunt clenching,
As your fingers delicately smooth the silk.

I sway forward,
Overcome by the rising heat,
You are oblivious – pulling the fabric so it dimples.
My lips fall open — swollen,
Wishing I had something to fill my mouth with,
Besides spit and air,
Breathe out in a puff of “touch me here….now”.

My hands hold your hips,
Palms flat on each hipbone,
Holding your cunt in place,
I can see the stiff blond hairs of your mustache,
That you dye, and I want to rub my face against you,
Roughly, like a dog rolling in mud after a storm.

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About Avery Cassell

Avery Cassell is a genderqueer San Francisco writer, poet, cartoonist, and artist who grew up in Iran. They live with their Maine Coon cat, Lulu, and bake yeasted waffles every Sunday morning. Behrouz Gets Lucky is their first novel. You can find their erotic short stories sprinkled in various anthologies, including Best Lesbian Erotica 2015 and Sex Still Spoken Here. Avery is currently working on a book of more of Behrouz and Lucky's shenanigans, a memoir, and an illustrated early reader children's book about a eight year old transgender boy and his family.
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