It was a coordinated effort!

It was a coordinated effort!

Time 7.00pm. Saturday night.

    Fine dining restaurant.

The entree of the evening!

     All proceeded well.

The subject: beautiful, sexy, the total package!

The Object: Pamper, spoil, seduce, ravage.

Leaving the diner, moving on.

Fumbling her keys excitedly,

on front door entry,

the scene changed hurriedly.

Goodbye English language!

Hello! Come in!

Language of Love!

It was a coordinated operation.

She took off her clothes,

I helped,

leaving her high heels and suspenders on.

I was feeling lazy.

No! I'm lying! They looked toooo good!

Back to the story.

Sometime passed,

pages were turned;

the mains and dessert was had.

       Success!

Next morning.

Heck! I even tied her kitchen,

a few minor adjustments

just to make sure I was in her cook books!

Oops! I mean good books!

Too bad it was already clean

but.......

            It's the thought that counts.