He opened the door, she was standing there,
Her pretty young face, framed in long golden hair.
In a dark satin dress, on her ivory skin,
Fishnet stockings on her legs toned and thin.
She showed him her smile, as he welcomed her in,
He offered her a seat, and filled two glasses with gin,
With no words spoken, she sat cross legged on the chair,
Took a sip of her drink, while accepting his stares.
Five minutes passed, of flirtatious quiet,
His mind was awash, his thoughts in a riot,
Making a move he held out his hand,
He finished his drink, and asked her to stand.
She rose to her feet, in a slow sexual way,
She said “something for me? Before we go and play”
He paused for a second, then reached into his jacket,
Gave her a wink, and then handed her a brown package.
With a ruby red nail, she ripped open one side,
A smile came to her face, with the contents inside,
“So our deal is struck?” he asked looking glad,
With a smitten grin, she put the envelope in her bag.
The pair hand in hand made their way down the hall,
Entering the bedroom, she pushed his back to the wall,
She licked her red lips then knelt down on the ground,
He divulged in her pleasure, turned on by her sounds.
His excitement well spent their cloths quickly shed,
With raw passion building, they moved onto the bed,
He breathed in her scent and basked in her awe,
She extracted emotions; she reached in to his core.
Bodies entangled they basked in the lust,
Animated stimulation with every last thrust,
As one they are joined, both filled with desire,
Hearts beating fast and stomachs full of fire.
Together exhausted their goal is achieved,
Overwhelmed by desire in which he’d received,
Fatigued but content, they both fall asleep,
Their skin together, both curled in the sheet.
When morning arrived he woke all alone,
A note on the locker, propped up on the phone,
His bones aching he reached over the bed,
Took hold of the letter to see what it said.
Dearest John,
I hope last night was good for you,
That I did everything that you expected me too,
I gave my body, my heart, my soul,
I gave my all, I gave my whole.
You signed the papers, decree absolute,
A final end to this stupid dispute,
I hope you’re happy, that you got your way,
To reduce me to a slut in which you could pay.
So thanks for the past, even though it was hell,
Good luck in the future, I hope it is hell,
Thanks for last night, for what I received ,
If you look in the bin, you will see I’ve conceived.