25 November 2012
When he entered the hotel room he received his surprise; Lying there teasing, with those piercing blue eyes.
It would be a birthday present he would never forget; He would be able play her like a marionette.
Ravish me red was the colour of her hair; It wasn't her usual, but he didn't care.
Dressed to impress, in stockings and lace; A shock of red hair, covering her face.
She said "Do what you want, I'm here to please I don't charge by the hour, everything's free"
With a wink of her eye and a lick of her lips; His hands worked quickly, savouring those hips.
He devoured her slowly in a night of passion; With wanton lust, and gentle compassion.
When the sun came up, the rays fell across her face; He remembered the night, her smell, her taste.
Ravish me red, was now laying on the floor; His beautiful wife was no longer his whore.
*I'm embarrassed to say this is true.
Surprise • Opuss № I