Josh had just returned from a day at work, tired and sweaty from the day, he began undressing on his way to the bathroom, hearing Eliza in his bedroom on the way there, Josh stopped at the ajar door to see her walking around his room. Eliza didn't hear him come home; slowly, mindlessly running her fingers across the spines of the books on the shelves, wearing his only white dress shirt (which on her looks almost like a dress.)
Josh stepped through the open portion of the door. Striding towards her as he pulled his shirt over his head, he reached to remove his belt and asked her, "Why did you have to put that one on?"
Hearing this made Eliza jump, "Fucking hell! A little warning next time! Oh, this? Well, since you've ruined most of my lingerie... I knew you wouldn't tear THIS off me." With eyes closed, she held the bottom of the shirt in her finger tips, and turned in a circle, flitting the bottom of the button down out, flashing a small portion of her back side as he walked closer. With the belt in one hand, josh took eliza in the other and leaned in close, with his lips just above hers, he whispered, "I can always buy a new one."
He slipped the belt around her arms and waist, it tightened around her, and with one small kiss on the nape of her neck, he pushed her onto the bed behind her. She sat up, a little irritated to see him still standing there, looking down at her unable to reach the buckle. Eliza tried getting an arm free when josh unzipped his pants, and let them fall to the flow. He stepped out of them, and with hunger in his eyes, he approached Eliza.