[Cough* the readers are being warned~(tho the author knows most of you are most eager to read this!) ;)]
"Is that so...?" Karl said in a tone so suggestive that, it made Zeva's toes curl. Zeva raised her face and smiled, but then she felt his hands run across her back, before his fingers come and settle on the zip of the dress at her back.
"Why don't you help my mood get better, wifey?" Karl said, as he pulled her zipper all the way down, before pulling him even closer to his body.
Zeva's lips curled up and she touched his chiseled face, as she too shared his same intentions of wanting to share intimacy. "Uhm.." she felt her dress getting loose at the sides, as he had pulled down the zipper.
Karl leaned down to her, his one hand now carressing her skin under the dress, as his face now less than an inch closer to her face and he whispered, "Zeva... Did I tell you that you looked gorgeous today?"
