Malthe
I was pacing up and down near the staircase with a phone in my hand talking to my father. He wanted to know if we've already left my place or not. We talked about a few before my eyes landed on a woman descending the stairs. My mouth gaped open and dryness surrounded it.
She took each stair attentively looking down with one hand holding the part of her dress for her to walk properly. The other was holding a gold small clutch bag. My eyes took in every detail on her. The dress hugged her hips tightly and pooled from her mid thigh to the floor with a slight hint of the golden stiletto sandals she was wearing. Her boobs were- holy s**t! Her boobs were pressed higher and her cleavage was out. Totally on display. Her neck was wrapped in a golden choker.
My eyes landed on her face. She
