A Sexy Desire: An Optimal Allure

A female exec of great desires - a fictional love poem.

A talented business demon, every superlative.
Takes all the gents to her rooms so consecutive.
A sumptuous lady, a surging executive;
Likes to fulfill her libido, not speculative.

The meetings held daily, so winsome, divine;
Gathered to garner new business by nine;
Her appetite’s purview - a great glass of wine.
The bedroom has meaning - so perfect and fine.

Partners made love to, then leaves the room;
Upper bod’s clothing, meetings shall loom…
Pencil in mouth as she listens on zoom -
Substance in tow - every vision in bloom…

Each changing matter, the interns must scan it;
Nightfall, the cleaning maids dust it and ran it…
This white-collar she-devil, restless, must fan it…
Routine evincing’s…her mansion can plan it!

The night spent in meetings, refinements, ga-zillion;
Having some joe, splitting forks, eating melon…
Guys are just sleeping, then she does them, a million;
The sun is now shining - she just loved a stallion.

Technical dust-ups and budgeting needs;
Eyes, ears, a-follow, and excellent seeds…
Roll on, sweet beauty, the travel time leads -
Management bodies - highlights and deeds.

Given her acumen, expert impressions,
Saunas and spas are not needed repressions.
Those sexual fantasies, male concessions -
Locating towels and those swimming processions.

Tall, short, or mid-sized, chunky or gaunt -
Cute and impassioned - her privilege, she’ll flaunt;
Big-wig executives, her challenging taunt…
Glitzy and gathered, this sweetheart does want.