Hotel Room

 I checked into the hotel room for a brief break after a long year of work in my office. You were an instrument player in the hotel bar.  After the show you walked straight away towards me, offering a lemon juice. I wondered how you knew my passion for lemon juice, maybe a coincidence. A smile, then a brief introduction, and we became colleagues in a short span of time. That evening we danced together; then in my room, we had a memorable celebration. Your unquenched lust profusely surfaced and showered on me. Those memorable moments you carry with you, still cradling them in your heart. That evening has passed, but another day we met on a house boat, where your lust stormed on me. The novice in you awoke. Dancing with ravenous pleasure, we celebrated again. The wind calmed gone down. Tired, yet we realized the needed again… we did it again and again. The seductive Diva in me realized your need, understood your shyness, then made you to fulfill you desire, for the first time.

 Come again, another celebration is due any time.

Brandi xoxo