Kate got up from the bed about twenty minutes later, wearing nothing but a bra and panties, and left the bedroom. She saw Henry was ready to leave, but he kept messing his tie so that he clicked his tongue out of annoyance.
Kate sighed.
She approached Henry who was standing in front of a full-body mirror, and pulled his tie so he'd face her instead.
"It's been a while since I've fixed your tie. How did you do it when I wasn't around?" Kate asked as she leisurely fixed Henry's tie.
"I never use one when you're not around. It's too much of a hassle," Henry replied. His eyes observed his beloved, who looked so gorgeous in front of him. He couldn't take his eyes off her lips, neck, and cleavage.
Henry swallowed as he suddenly felt thirsty.
"Really? Then how come you suddenly want to use one now?"
"Because I know you'll fix my tie," Henry said. He wrapped his arms around Kate's waist and gently rubbed her tailbone.
