Bonded Temptation

I fold my stick; click the door lock to enter the lobby Removing the snow covered over coat and sun-glass, Feel the chill of loneliness on a new Christmas eve, To Remember ‘Mistress’ had promise me a fine dream gift; Tired hands fumbled with the bed-room door handle. Hit by the sweet smell I marvel at the cozy warmth; Of the room, with fortuitous step to collide with her: She bonded tight with a drift of fresh leather aroma. A giggle as my fingers touch the tresses soft as fur ‘Your Christmas present from Mistress S.B’ she said; Jaw opened in sensation aroused by quivering globs May the Devil take you ‘Mistress’ this is bold I thought. Throwing me to this lioness so I may have my fun? Know thee not this jinx will unwind my very soul.