"Baby girl, are you ready? My mom and dad, they're there." He walks into the closet in his soft blue button up shirt and ripped dark grey leather jeans. He looks so sexy. Truthfully, he always does; with that kissable tan skin under that expensive suit. I imagine pulling his tie over over my shoulder as he takes me from behind. Could it be possible I'm this attracted to someone? Attracted enough to want to be turned out. Maybe not attracted, more infatuated or in love.
Can one blame me? The actual way he makes love to me is addicting; I just want more and more.
"Yeah, I'm just about." I say clipping the tie at the back of my heel. I pick the two handbags from the shelf and hold it out for Jacob to see: Tommy Hilfiger or Chanel. "This one or this one."
"The red one," He says coming close
