I slipped up the stairs and peeked through the master bedroom door. She stood naked by the window, illuminated by the moonlight. Delicately, she shifted her weight, her picturesque ass swayed slightly.
My hand fingered the box in my pocket. Her eyes, reflected in the window, met mine in the doorway. I hastily crossed the room until I was directly behind her. One hand traced her side, my fingers carefully running over her sensual curves. My other hand thrust the box into her hands.
She opened the box and gasped softly. “Gorgeous. This is perfect.”
“No,” I whispered back. “It pales next to you.” They both smiled, watching their reflection in the mirror. My hands slowly migrated to their favorite spots on her body. One hand cupping a breast, the other finding the wetness between her legs.
“I suppose you do deserve a reward for this one. You can take it right now if you want.” Her legs parted as she bent at the waist and and arched her back, pressing her milky breasts into the window. “Good boys are rewarded.”