a whimsical naughty undress

"we do know each other well enough?" she asked of her companion
she enjoyed everything about him, her wonderfully passionate champion
one who cared not to be defined by what others considered a norm
but, rather, to his unique free abandon yet, orderly and successful ideals conform.

"what be bothering you my dear?" he asked, glancing in her direction
how she knew to stir within him deep passion, yet at the same time soft affection
her curiosity her love of life the optimistic madness that drove her passionately forward
fascinated him, kept him in her corner and always knew to bring him on board.

"i was wondering if u would be keen to let me know
if this little number my curves well know to show
but, at the same time not to much to reveal
for the best of me i hope still to conceal."

and there she stood very aware of what could happen
knowing perfectly well as to what she was suggesting, he would tap-in
and thus, the paper on the floor he did drop
to stand up and walk toward her, real close to her stop.

"i think that little number even though perfectly does fit
and on your curves deliciously does sit
too constricting for my liking, it be of a kind
rather the naked version beneath be my preference, i find."

"should i take it off or would u accommodate
me of this sexy piece my body emancipate?
i think u may just like what lies beneath
a warm softness your hardness to sheath."

"dear girl, how u know with your words to raise my interest
it be hard and growing... should we put it to test?
so allow me the pleasure that garment to remove
what will follow i know both of us shall approve."

her garment easily did slide
with his guidance off her form did glide
her nakedness an aphrodisiac powerful and alluring
did know to sheath all of his hardness, thus procuring.

RB.