the fairytale begins..
imagine long legs that seem to fall into place as they sway back and
forth unto you upon the arrival
i felt something in my heart for the first time, it skipped a beat
visions of her danced and pranced as I reminisced
sultry eyes and a stature so pure
silk satin creamy flavor
penetrating style and that pouty smile
she touched my arm and my heart she then won
it was pounding and pounding i was loosing my mind
lips to my ear in a whisper of a sound
no stockings on her feet and the scent of her love
I was ejecting beads of mist on the palms of my hands
as my mouth opened wide to express my claim
she whispered, “My love for you is running down my thighs
I am in the penthouse suite, bathing in crystal champagne.. they
will deliver chocolate covered strawberries and a can of whip cream
I will expect you to arrive in a few, let me give you a picture of
the art that’s in store for you”..
She opened her coat, inside caramel skin, lace and satin and a body
that makes your head spin..
off into the elevator she went as i watched from the cloud i was on
up to the top, button red and on the P, penthouse suite.. my heart skipped a beat
I asked for a drink, swiped my lips, fixed my pants
fingers flow through my hair in an attempt to be a man
heading towards the elevator door
push the button and it opens as my heart pounds harder
i think people can hear, ” in a bath of crystal and a can of whip cream”..
my phone rings…
I’m sweating faster than a pig in a pen, manhood directing my steps
and the phone keeps ringing.
elevator door begins to close and I’m looking at the screen
caller id says its the wife, you gotta pick up the kids at three
you look at the buttons that’s waiting for you to push P
you push the button that says open
step out into the lobby of the hotel
look back at the elevator door as you drop your head onto the floor
it seems as if time has stood still
lost in the fairytale of the unreal…
Man up and come again!
I AM SUMMER BRADSHAU YOUR POETIC AND ORGASMIC MISTRESS