Flirtation II--The Encounter

So now we're at the motel,
Bout to do the wrong thing,
No regard for our spouses,
Our vows, or our rings,

Just here for the appeal,
And the sexual attraction,
For one night of lust,
And we hope, satisfaction.

We both know it's wrong
For us to be here this way,
Our lovers gave us their trust,
And we've both gone astray.

At some point in time,
And only God knows when,
The two of us,
Must atone for this sin,

But right now, we're not thinking,
Cause we're on that hormonal tip,
And we're high off of our drugs of choice,
And the spirits we just sipped.

So now we're in bed,
Bumping and grinding like we're single.
Our passions ignite.
Our body fluids comingle.

While exchanging numbers back at the club parking lot
After one last stolen kiss,
I see you check your cell phone,
For the call that you just missed.

From the look that you just gave me,
As you dial a number on your cell,
I know the call is from your wife,
And I wonder what lie you'll tell.

As I walk away towards my own car,
I hear your convincing tone,
As you tell her the music was too loud,
And you didn't hear your phone.

Re-applying my lipstick,
And making sure my clothes are straight,
I plot, and then rehearse the lie,
I'm gonna tell my mate.