So out on the front yard the models they stood,
While sexy Nicholas took all the photos he could;
Tucked behind a curtain, I hid with cheeks aflame,
Watching these models with absolutely no shame.
“These are all great, full of heat and desire,
But let’s go inside and take some by the fire!”
As I turned to run or maybe to hide,
Nine incredible men were already walking inside!
Caught in my nightgown, all I could do was blush,
As Nicholas entered, my fictional crush!
He was dressed in not much, from his head to his toe,
All his clothes were discarded, not that I minded though;
A bundle of books he had flung on his back,
But that wasn’t the only thing I wanted to unpack;
His eyes – how they sparkled! And his dimples, f’n cute,
His cheeks were covered with stubble, the handsome brute;
His droll little mouth was drawn up in a smirk,
“If you want something from me, I’ll make you work.”
A wink of his eye and a cock of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to work,
Shooting more photos while I watched, what a perk!
And laying his finger on my chin, he tilted my head up,
“Mmm, my beauty, it’s time for your closeup.”
Arranged between eight sexy men, he took my photo,
“This is so sexy, you practically glow!”
Once we were finished, the models so kind,
Left me with dear Nicholas, the last ones behind;
My wet lips fell open, his eyes dropped to mine,
“My darling, I think you’ve had too much wine.”
Whether real or imagined, it doesn’t matter, does it?
I got my present early, my book boyfriend’s visit!
I heard him exclaim, as he slipped out of sight –
“Happy Christmas to you, hope you have a good night.”