Dressing as a Man

‘Merry Christmas!’ Kara said
and kissed her Mistress X
‘Another year together now
a year of love complex
of passion wild and unrestrained
of hot and kinky sex

‘You make me want to misbehave
to be a dirty girl
to wear a high-hemmed bouncy skirt
that lifts with every twirl’
Straddling her black-garbed wife
she teased an errant curl

‘A corset bright and blue,’ said X
‘and boots with six-inch heels
They all would love my Supergirl
they’d wonder if she squeals
to feel the licking of my whips…
They’d wonder how it feels…’

Kara laughed; ‘that would be fun
I love your wicked plan
but what I have in mind instead’s
to dress up as a man
It’s Christmas Eve tonight, I’ll do
what only Santa can

‘I’ll dress in red and bearded white
and fly with superspeed
delivering good cheer and gifts
to children much in need
a little cash to buy a toy
enough for them to feed’

‘A noble deed indeed,’ said X
‘you are a hero true
This enterprise will not be cheap
whatever will you do?’
Kara grinned a cheeky grin
‘I’ll steal it all from you!’

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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