Boy Toy Rendezvous

It was Thursday the 19th and I was sipping a glass of white wine in the hotel lounge waiting for my 11pm rendezvous.

I’d done my hair & makeup, dusted off the push up bra, and buckled on my sexy red shoes but I still wasn’t feeling right. I was nervous … anxious … beside myself.

Then it was time and there he was.  And it turned out I didn’t need red shoes after all.  All I needed was some conversation, some laughter, and some cologne that smells like summer.  He brought me back into myself.

And then he brought me all the way home.

~ by jenkraus1 on March 23, 2009.