loneiysong
Pulsar
- Joined
- Apr 13, 2012
Amber grinned as he went to her dresser and drank her coffee. Feeling the warm liquid warm up her body, she smiled and then stood up when he decided on the lingerie. Standing up, she pulled on the thong. She looked at him and smiled.
"Well, do you like heels? I can wear heels." She chuckled softly. She shifted putting her bra on ad then put her hands on her hips looking at the stockings. She listened to him tell her what he wanted and then rolled the stockings up to her thigh and canted her head looking at him.
"I shave whenever I feel stubble. And wax or shave is up to you since your the dominant. Waxing gets it marble smooth. Shaving just keeps it smooth for about a day then its prickly." She shrugged as she began to work on the other one. "Depends on the guy."
When she was done, she stood up and moved to her closet and pulled out some high heeled ankle boots. She stepped into them. They were black and shiny and then walked to him and ran her hands through her hair and flicked her head from side to side. "Any special way I should do my hair tonight?" She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and nuzzled her face against his neck.
He felt like home and safe. Even when they were in a scene, she felt so incredibly safe and he would never do anything to her. Nothing that they both didn't want anyway. Sitting on the bed, she went back to drinking her coffee and watched him carefully.
"Well, do you like heels? I can wear heels." She chuckled softly. She shifted putting her bra on ad then put her hands on her hips looking at the stockings. She listened to him tell her what he wanted and then rolled the stockings up to her thigh and canted her head looking at him.
"I shave whenever I feel stubble. And wax or shave is up to you since your the dominant. Waxing gets it marble smooth. Shaving just keeps it smooth for about a day then its prickly." She shrugged as she began to work on the other one. "Depends on the guy."
When she was done, she stood up and moved to her closet and pulled out some high heeled ankle boots. She stepped into them. They were black and shiny and then walked to him and ran her hands through her hair and flicked her head from side to side. "Any special way I should do my hair tonight?" She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and nuzzled her face against his neck.
He felt like home and safe. Even when they were in a scene, she felt so incredibly safe and he would never do anything to her. Nothing that they both didn't want anyway. Sitting on the bed, she went back to drinking her coffee and watched him carefully.