Nigel said, “Come with me Kate.” “Where are we going?” I asked.
“Somewhere you can be a little louder.”
Nigel grabbed my hand and lead me towards my master bath. I am not sure where we are going as we passed the bathroom and walked into my closet. I was confused at first. The first few feet of my closet were floor to ceiling mirrors. Then the rows of clothes and accessories begin. Nigel leads me in and closes the door, which was also fully mirrored. He twirled me around to face the door, then pauses to admire the view for a moment. His cock was still hard. As I spun to kiss him again, I started to stroke it again. He laid down on his back surrounded on three sides by mirrors, his head, and feet towards the walls and to his right side towards the mirrored door. He spit on his hand and lubed his head up. “Nigel, you do not have a condom on,” I said just realizing the obvious.