Story of my month (25)
Feeling adventurous for my holiday lunch
I wear little black dress that accentuate curves
As I remove my coat as glazing eyes get serves
Quickly getting offered a tasteful fruity punch
Grooving to the music in the men's company
Center of attraction as each want private dance
Feeling a bit woozy, as gentleman advance
To take me to a booth, to rest in custody
As he offers a drink, I get a strange feeling
Looking down at my glass with some sprinkled powder
I head to the bathroom for my husband's lauder
Arriving in minutes to save my own reeling
Almost passed boiling point, remembering my gut
How dare fellow colleague treat me as borrowed slut