The cool evening air hit me,
as I made my way to her door.
Her email had lingered all day,
each ***** word burning in my mind.

She knew exactly what to say,
how to get under my skin,
make me crave her mouth,
her body,
driving me wild.
taking her time,
playing with my body.
through my mind.

Then I arrived,
The door cracked open,
I slipped in,
the room dimly lit,
candles flickered, shadows danced on the walls.
Bluesy tunes played softly, sultry,
the air heavy with vanilla and ****.
She always set the perfect scene.

There she was, lounging on the couch,
a tight dress hugging every curve.
Her messy hair, her teasing smile,
half naked, her eyes telling me
every thing I need to know to please her...
obey as I must, as I concur!