We had been seeing each other for a few months now. Every date felt like a new adventure, every encounter more memorable than the last. This week was a long one, work has been very demanding, a random streak of shitty luck, breaking things, ruining my mood – I was ready for the weekend.
Saturday morning I wake up to the best of messages from you. A sweet, warm message “Good morning sir, I can’t wait for our day together today. Hope you have your coffee” and of course you enclose the sexiest cup of coffee. You have your travel mug nestled in your chest wearing just a bra. You know exactly how to energize me in the morning.
We meet at the Neiman Marcus entrance as I promised a shopping trip with you, which was way more fun than it sounds. We start at the shoe department and you try on several different pairs of heels, settling on a pair of black ones that show off your perfect manicure. While trying them on, you angle your legs just perfectly to give me a peak at your red lace thong. Absolutely mind-melting. It was also your sign that you wanted this pair and it sure sold me on the idea too…