

I'm standing by the window, wearing only a white robe, soft and slightly open. Underneath. nothing. ๐My skin feels every inch of the fabric, and it stirs more than any garment.I slowly tie the belt, but it barely holds, as if calling for you to untie it. My hair is slightly disheveled and a smile is playing on my lips-you know, the one that says more than words. ๐"What do you see when you look at me now?" - I ask, taking a step closer, touching your shoulder lightly. The robe slides down my shoulder, but I stop it on purpose, giving you a chance to figure out the rest. You don't take your eyes off me, and I know we can't escape this moment๐๐