Savage

“Do I look okay?” 

My gaze travels up from the floor where I’m tying the laces of my dress shoes to where she stands in front of me. It takes in fuck-me heels, long tan legs, and thighs that grip me so tight when I’m in between them. Eventually I encounter the end of a lavender dress that hugs all her curves, showing off her shoulders. Which is fitting, since her shoulders are one of my favorite parts of her body.

A sexy, sophisticated woman stands in ...