BEHIND THE BEDROOM DOOR - PART 2

The perfect school ma'am home at last
Another working week has passed,
She climbs the stairs, she clears her mind
Kids and classrooms left behind.
She kicks her brogues beneath the bed
Drags her lace edged blouse over her head,
The paisley skirt goes with relief
So too the slip she wore beneath….
Behind her bedroom door.

Her tights are navy, nice and thick
At once there off, so slick & quick,
Her bra constricts her 'bosoms' tight
Her briefs are big and "Persil" white.
The bra comes off, her breasts swing free
Those lads would die if they could see,
"Miss" ripping off her underwear
Her 'private place' shaved clean of hair….
Behind her bedroom door.

She turns to the window, the curtains shut tight
Relieved that she's hidden from everyone's sight,
She turns to the dresser and opens the drawers
She turns to the wardrobe and opens the doors.
She dons fishnet stockings and the highest of heels
And a red leather skirt which just barely conceals
The briefest of thongs that you could ever wear,
Black & revealing, and only just there….
Behind her bedroom door.

She wears a loosely buttoned shirt
Her peekaboo breasts shout "come on, lets flirt",
She unclips her hair, her tresses unfurl
She looks in the mirror, does a sensuous twirl.
She feels so sexy, so horny......so free
She's being the woman she so wants to be,
Free from the prison awaiting outside
Alone in her room is a safe place to hide….
Behind her bedroom door.

The perfect school ma'am home at last
Another working week has passed,
She climbed the stairs, she cleared her mind
Her bedroom door she'll hide behind.

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