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Click hereHer red hair swished around, as I tapped her on the shoulder.
Her eyes motioned for me to sit down.
The glass of red wine poised in front of her red painted lips.
The smile offering the welcome I knew.
She was being naughty.
I see you colored your hair?
My voice crackled out.
She just smiled.
The red garter exposed above her red stockings,
As she moved from the table.
The slight breeze opening the split in the red dress
Teasing me.
She started to leave,
Turned and winked,
I followed.
I hurried my pace
I could hear the sound of her red stilettos
Echo across the road.
I followed her into a hotel
The plush red carpet muted the clicks of her
Red stilettos
The ride in the lift was almost Erie
As she looked me up and down,
I felt a little uneasy.
She adjusted her red garter,
letting her hand brisk the inside of her leg
exposing red laced panties,
my eyes transfixed
to her red silky thighs.
Ding
My eyes darted up toward the opening door.
Walking to the hotel room
She swayed her hips
Every curved exposed by the red dress
I followed
The perfume of the red roses
Filled my nostrils
Burning
Dozens upon dozens of red roses
Scattered over the floor.
I followed her into the bedroom
I watched as she undid the buttons on the red dress,
She draped the dress across her shoulders
Exposing the full red silky bra.
She laid down on the red satin sheets covering the bed
And lifted her knees and opened her legs.
She pulled her red laced panties to one side,
Her pubic hair bright red
Glistened.
I moved toward her
Watching her split her red lips with
her finger the juices sticking to the red polish on her nails
I moved in between her legs
My tongue slowly caressing her swollen red clit
She arched her back
I quickened my pace
Smearing my face with her wetness.
Her red stocking clad legs clasped around my head
The red stilettos digging into my back
She tensed for a few seconds
Holding her breath,
Her hips bucked and then
The pressure from her legs relaxed.
I stood and looked
I could not see her
There was just a blur of
Red
Had I
Could I
Have imagined it all