"She'll be thrilled to learn she isn't going to the closet after all."
Her eyes dart to mine, and though she giggles, tosses Titty Bare aside, and crawls with her tits swaying freely from side to side, teasing me, making my dick hard, I see the gravity she felt in her sweet, sensitive soul with the careless choice of my words.
"The closet can be such a scary, cold, dark, lonely place.No one should ever have to hide who they are in there."
A pang of guilt and appreciation zing my heart as I reach for her, smiling.She crawls into my arms, then kneels, leaning against me, she offers her lips for my kisses, but I shower her face instead with butterfly kisses."You.Are.The.Sweetest.Kindest.Most.Loving.Accepting.Joyous.Soul.Siri.Wright.And.I.Adore.You."
With her eyes closed, she purrs and pouts."You forgot sexy."
I laugh and randomly peck her perfection, adding more."Sexy.Stunning.Sassy.Silly.Diva."
She smiles sweetly, "That's better."Then her eyebrows furrow, "Did you say sensuous?"
I grin down at her."No.I forgot that one."
She points to her lips."Sensuous goes here."
I place my lips on hers and hold them, enjoying the intimate connection while our eyes laugh at each other.
After a few moments, she asks against them, "No tongue?"
"No.Not right now."I hug her tight, then lift her off the bed, removing the temptation to mount her."So, what do you think so far?"
She looks around the room as I set her down."It's cozy."
Cozy?I laugh, "I call it my Bear Cave."
"Oh!I love that!"
"You haven't seen the best part," I tease her.
"There is more with Moore?"She bats her eyelashes at me.
"There is always more with Moore."
"Ooo!Truly!"She twinkles at me as her tongue pushes against her cheek.
God, this woman does it for me!My voice lowers, and I growl gently, grinning, "There is so much more with Moore, Siri.So much more I intend to share with you."
Her face contorts, "Are you talking about the suite now or something more…fun?"
I laugh, "Both."
"Share away, Sir!"She winks, laughing.
My cock hardens with her submissive response, then thumps when she winks knowingly.
Damn!I clear my throat to counteract my libido from engaging as I walk across the room.At the door, I open it, saying, "This is the closet and bathroom."
When she walks into the dressing room, she pauses and takes in the chairs, benches, and mirrors along the interior wall and the rotating rack along the exterior wall that allows for my laundry to be moved in and out without the need to enter the dressing room physically.She attempts to whistle, but she only blows air, "Whew.I'm impressed, Aurelius!"
She walks to the opposite side, opens the walk-in closet door, and peeks inside.She flips on the light, and I follow her inside.My closet is as big as a small bedroom, and it contains everything from sheets to towels to shelves of all my various shoes.But what grabs her attention is my wall of boots.She examines my work boots, and I stand silent, wondering what she's thinking.Then she fingers the multiple hides of Cowboy boots, and I identify them for her."Ostrich.Rattlesnake."
When she makes her way to the end, where I have several pairs of English-style, knee-high riding boots, she asks, "Do you play polo?"
"I can."
"Cool.I've never been to a polo match."
