Triple Miles

I met a women
on the aeroplane flight
she asked if I
had plans for the night,
I told her I didn't
she said that she did
something about
the secret she hid,

We landed, deplaned
hiked to the que
shared a taxi
as travelers do,
Checked into the Hyatt
with executive smiles
were told, for the night
we would get triple miles,

The mini-bar
had wine and champagne
out the window
it started to rain,
We kicked off our shoes
our traveling clothes
put my hands on her shoulders
and kissed her nose,

I knew what I wanted
but not in a big hurry
enjoy the ride
enjoy the journey,
Traded life stores
part fact, part fiction
the sensation of
just the right friction,

She told me her secret
it might be ok
if we had a safety
word to say,
From her bag she collected
some items she brought
expertly tied
each required knot,

Now, once or twice
in my sorted history
I've explored the corners
of the bondage mystery,
But never, before
with one so devoted
a ten out of ten
if, on these things, one voted,

After an hour
our bodies exhausted
the cake that we made
nicely frosted,
We shared the shower
shared the big bed
made love in the morning
and nothing more said,