Deive stood up and went to the shoe rack. Her eyes followed him and the sales staff also had their eyes on him especially his nice ass. It was molded on his jeans. I never had a character with a nice physique like him. Or nice ass at that. The view was relaxing from here. He had no idea that she was fantasizing about his ass as he picked up sandals with delicate pearl straps. Then he crouched in front of her and took her left foot. “Try this.”
He put on the sandals himself and she felt like reenacting a scene on Cinderella. Only, she was not the damsel in distress who gatecrashed a party. She was more like Beast who lives in the haunted mansion and he was Beauty who was forced to live with her.
“The sandals look better on your dress.” He said after making sure that the shoes fit her. T
