She tentatively walks through the front door and closed it quietly behind her. Quickly looking around, she takes in the open floor plan, but doesn’t know how welcoming it is as it is totally foreign. She had done as he asked, had parked over on the shady cross street and walked over to house 250 and through the open screen door. She uncertainly called his name, not having an idea what to expect.
He wordlessly approaches from around the corner and she immediately feels the the urge to kiss him. She lets him take her hand and lead her deeper into the house, curiously taking in her surroundings. One door reveals a small bedroom, another looks to be a sewing room. The hallway ends at a larger and presumably master bedroom with a made bed and many windows.
Turning, he finally grants her wish, placing his mouth on hers. His hands immediately clutch at her yearning body and begin undoing buttons and zippers, quickly removing her clothes. Following suit, she pulls his shirt over his head and runs her hands over his back, relishing the opportunity to touch him again.