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Her nickname was prudence

By those who knew her

Always taking care

One eye on the future

But now she was being wreckless

As she found herself 

Seduced by her work colleague 

In his car kissing and eager for more

As he fumbled at the zip 

On her tight jeans 

Then feeling his hand 

Slip inside her jeans

Causing her to arch to moan.

In just a moment 

She found herself 

Bent over the front seat 

Looking into the back

With her jeans down

And him behind her

She felt his strong hands

Gripping her hips as he rhythmically 

Took her to a height of passion

She yearned for so badly.

As he masterfully took her

She felt the excitement of the moment

Felt him flood into her is essence.

The risk they ran doing such a thing

In a car in wooded  lay be as cars passed

In the night, headlights exposing briefly

The passionate lust filled tryst

Brought further excitement to all of this

And during this time she could feel

The gentle hum and Vibrating still

Of her phone in her back pocket

But did not even think of stopping

Until this moment had come to and end

Then she answered with him still deep in

She answered and her daughter spoke

5yrs old and now her heart broke

As she asked when she would be home

For her and daddy were worried you see

And this immediately resonated

Her deceit and lies She told

And she then wept

So he eased out and she got dressed

And he took her home in such distress.

Composing her self she left his car

That had been filled with awkward silence

Went back to being a wife and a victim of domestic violence

But also being the prudent mum

To wait for her chance to come

Where she could leave with her daughter

For better, brighter, safer future

If she could find a safe refuge

With the man with who

She had spent that moment of passion

If his promise to have them 

Both at his he would still offer

Then her body which she proffered

Would have served her good this time

Rather than just being beaten nearly blind.
Via: daily prompt: prudent