I rushed inside, leaving him behind with a giggle as I laid on the bed, my robe undone with it just hanging over my shoulders, leaving my front half bare to sight. I strutted around the room, waiting for him to enter so I could seduce him, but I guess watering flowers took that long.
I almost let out a sigh of relief as the sound of the door opening and closing echoed through the room. I turned to see he had walked through the door, standing gorgeously without a shirt in front of me.
"Where's your shirt?" I cocked my head to the side in confusion.
"It got wet while I was gardening," he sighed, shaking his head, "Would that be an issue?" He questioned haughtily, walking closer and closer towards me, his eyes travelling around my nudity.
"It's not, actually," I smiled, "It won't even be needed for what we are doing here," I muttered bashfully, turning my head away from him.
