The moment you answered the door I knew that I was in for a good evening.
I had brought flowers from my garden and a bottle of cold white wine.
I wore a raffish cotton scarf and my casual blue blazer. I had trimmed my new beard closely.
You were wearing my favourite navy blue silk robe. Your full breasts and hard nipples were hardly constrained by it. I also caught a glimpse of your tiny orange knickers. This was a good sign, you only wore them when you had shaved.
I leant forward and kissed your lips.
