I was fixing my makeup in the mirror, and after making sure my makeup was intact, I went out of the bathroom.
I removed the clothes I came with. I was just in lingerie, which had my body exposed. The bra couldn’t cover the whole of my boobs, making them pop up in an attractive way.
Clinton had his mouth wide open watching me move; he hastily removed his shirt as I took careful steps towards him. He lay back his eyes, not leaving my body; they held so much desire, and from his trouser, I could see his d**k move around.
“What the f**k, babe, don’t joke with me like that. Come on.” He complained as I started dressing up. I put on a short red dress that covered only the garters, which I put around my thighs, making sure that they could be seen when I bent.
“I need a drink.” I said puttin
