"Hi baby," she walked in the living room and my eyes transfixed upon her. She walked towards me and dropped her bag on the sofa as she bent down and kissed me.
"Hi sugar," I managed to say as my eyes followed her across the room.
"Oh my god...," she continued as she walked through to the kitchen, grabbing a beer from the fridge, "I need to change and have a shower."
She kicked her shoes to one side as she took a mouthful from the bottle. My eyes looking down her body, impressed with her suit and seeing how sexy she looked in it as she walked back through.
"You wouldn't believe the meeting this afternoon," she said as she unbuttoned the jacket. She took another sip while my eyes watched the jacket open, exposing her further, but yet I could not see.
"Not only did I have to explain the damn proposal," her body shifted as she placed her hand on her hip.
"God, you look good," I said, watching her every move.
"...But I had to," she paused, "What?" she asked.
"I said, you look good," I replied.
"I do," she asked,
"Hell yeah," I smiled.
"Why thank you," she coyly said, adjusting her body language in response to her surprise. It took her a second to pick up from where she had left off, "So anyway, do you think he knew what I was talking about?" She asked as she walked towards the table, placing down the bottle.
"That has to be a new suit," I asked, still watching her as the jacket moved with her as she lifted her hands to the back of her neck, removing her necklace. I saw the curve of her ass as her body once again lent to the side, showing that the trousers fitted her perfectly.
"Yes honey it is..." Not taking a breath as she continued, "I don't know why that guy is on our team," Placing the necklace down next to the bottle. "I mean..." Thinking of the right word, "He such a jerk," She placed both hands on her hip, unimpressed.
"You look fucking hot," I stated.
"Honey..." She picked up the bottle and smirked, as she said, "You're not creasing this suit," before taking another sip. My eyebrow rose to the challenge as I did from the sofa.
"Then let me undress you," I spoke as I walked around her, taking hold of her hair and kissing the back of her neck. Answering over her shoulder in her dry tone, "...Really?"
"Yes..." My teeth, now taking little bites, "...Really," I answered, mimicking her tone, taking the jacket in hand to slip of her shoulders. "Then it doesn't need to get creased, does it dear?" I asked, smirking, not needing an answer as I placed it carefully over the back of the chair. She was still smirking with her lips pressed against the bottle as I slowly walked back towards her.