Something to Treasure

Slipping off my shoes, I creep through the door
Stepping over the infrared beam, moving with stealth
Rope in my pack, guns on my hip, shoulder and ankle
Razor sharp Gerber upon my thigh...razor tucked in my back
Wanting to get up close and personal, a silent, deadly attack

Moving through the house, finding it empty as can be
Slinking up the stairs, where I can hear the bath run
Scent of lavender wafts through the steamy air
Working my way down the hall I can see her reflection
She is sultry, sweet, nipples like a bakery confection

She has no idea what is about to befall her
Danger lurks in the upstairs hall, waiting and watching
Slipping through the door, lengths of silk rope tied to the bed
Candles that were lit are now put to a smoky rest
I can feel my heart pound deep inside my chest

Stirring in the other room, she steps from the tub
Gently drying her tanned, sexy skin while looking in the mirror
Scented oils she applies to her skin as if expecting someone
Turning out the bathroom light she heads for the door
She has no idea what is coming, what is in store

Leaping from my dark hiding place, grabbing her by the hair
Pinning her still moist body to the bedroom wall
Pressing my body against hers, hand over her mouth
Do not scream my lady and all we be well
Make any sound and I will send you straight to hell

I can feel her heart race, her breath upon my neck
Scent of fear permeates the air as I kiss her cheek
Telling her all the delicious things I am going to do
She begins to pull away from me...starting to fight
Fearful she lunges for the heavy bedroom light

Wrestling her to the bed, holding her wrists
I remove my mask and see her smile
Another of her fantasies coming true
Playfully she bites and silently screams with pleasure
Once again her husband has given her a memory to treasure