Secret Lovers (Part 1 of 3)

She was rare beauty. It hurt me to know that i wasn't there on time, and so she was asleep. Black lingerie and red heels is what she was wearing. My hands became naughty and couldn't control themselves. They ran up her leg, and moved slowly across her smooth face, she awoke. The most lovely thing i had seen all day. In my arms she was a delicate rose, just as the one that was once lying next to her long black hair. I tasted her indulgent lips as she lost her's in mine. As i put her down, i started to remove her one peice outfit, that went from exposing her then sixty percent of skin to her full flawless one hundred percent. She climbed into the water leaving out her long caramel legs. Still smelling her sweet smelling vanilla perfume as it faded away with her in the soapy water, i could think, "who was that knocking violently at the door."