Sometimes, the intent gaze of a 'suitor'... behind closed doors where the purpose be a most intimate one, does know to make one slightly shy and uncertain.

This is how it went...

"Why do u watch me from a distance?",she asked of him.

"Do u care not to come closer?...am i too aloof in my posture?...are u not tempted to feel the warmth of my nakedness?"

"Red be my favourite colour dear Lady." ,he answered.

"At present all i am doing is admiring how it sits perfect on your hips."
"Those heels" he continued, " Would u allow me to take them off? Run my hands up the length of your leg?" a soft exhale ..."Can i pull on the bow of that red little number... wrapped so casually round your hips?"

Stepping closer.

"May i ask?" he said.

"Yes...what would u like to ask...", she said

"What lies beneath that drape of red...?"


"Aaaah! sweet gorgeous man...why not step even closer and find out for yourself...i am sure u shall like.."

The drape did fall away ever so easily...the heels remained.

Till...he went on knee , kissing her tummy on his way down, inhaling her scent...and gently removed her heels.

RB.