you're laying there in bed
waiting for him to fall asleep
as soon as he's snoring
off to the computer you creep

the glow from your monitor
should be red and not blue
a more appropriate color
for what you're about to do

a last peek over your shoulder
to be sure he's still sleeping
as you turn down the volume
so he doesn't hear MSN beeping

a small pang of guilt
a bigger thrill of anticipation
as you type in your user name
and log in as "Temptation"

you're holding your breath
watching your contact list populate
is he there, is he online
your newest cyber date

one last check over your shoulder
as your pussy clinches
there in all his online glory
he says he has nine inches

he thinks you're 25
five ten with double dees
a lingerie model, of course
your profile says "guaranteed to please"

two handed typing doesn't last long
now it's hunt and peck with one
one hand's in your panties
cause he said he's holding his "gun"

he's a wizard with words
your "Hot Cowboy" from Dallas
has more words for cock
than Roget's thesaurus

typos grow in number
it's a bit of a shock
to find out what he really wants
is for you to "lick his sock"

just before you log off
he says your soooo fantastic
who're you hurting, it's safe sex
your keyboard is covered in plastic

since we've all gone online
sex has changed dramatically
we used to touch each other
now we get off grammatically

how did this happen
don't you find it absurd
the lengths we will go to
just to get a little word

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