A gift

A gift

The door bell goes off you go and open your front door, there's no body in sight but there's a shinny parcel on the floor

After looking both right and left you see your on own, you are just about to pick it up when there's a message on your phone

You open the message app, instantly you start to smile, It simply said enjoy the gift, it was from someone you've known now a while

You pick up the shinny box you begin to undo the  big red bow, you feel a rush of excited anticipation but you take things nice and slow

The lid lifts off and it reveals a card and soft pink tissue paper, eagerly you glance at the card knowing you can read it later

Opening the tissue paper what's there puts a huge smile across your face, it's the most delicate soft lingerie made of Black silk and edged with soft Red lace

You hold it up to yourself and wonder how did he know my size, you feel it against your cheek, and imagine the look of hunger in his eyes

You pick up your mobile phone and message him he must come over for a real life view, perhaps dinner and a glass of wine just the two of you

In an instant he had answered, of course he'd come to yours, you just name the time and once you've shared a evening you'll allow him to write about it in a rhyme

Ron