"Otto!" she says as I open the door and match her gaze. She doesn't ask to be let in she typically leaps at me from the doorway as soon as she can, embracing my waist in a typical hug. This always prompts me to wrap one arm around her upper body, near her shoulders, and hug back with one arm as I use my free hand to pet her hair - always eliciting that purr she's perfected. After a moment passes she pulls away slightly to look up at me , smiling even with her eyes as she intentionally runs a finger from the start of my chest, down my abdomen in full to tease at me. I just love it when women throw themselves at me, even friends. It does something to the male ego that is worth cherishing.
Before she gets a chance to speak I always ask her if she's ready to melt in my mouth like a good chocolate cat. This always get a laugh out of her and "Sorry, but you're a slut". Well she isn't wrong, but I don't get offended by her loving description of me. I've even come to appreciate it.
"No ones around to talk to, so I'd thought I'd drop by my fav highlanders' place for some one on one time? You know talk and stuff like we normally do...". I can talk, I love it when she comes over to talk. Why? Its usually a good excuse to see her in a swimsuit as we spend quality time in my tub, soaking in the heat and discussing whatever comes to our minds. That and I know she has a bit of an infatuation with large men like me, and loves to rub my shoulders. Hard to say know to a woman like this when they want to put their hands on you even if it isn't lascivious.
I waste no time pulling away from her as I turn to walk back across my room to my Star Globe that I have sitting beside my main couch. Its something I put together myself, though admittedly I hired a an immensely skilled painter to adorn it with the various constellations in the sky and their relative locations are surprisingly accurate. This though, isn't your typical globe. I've made it where it opens up, breaking at the equator to reveal a few choice liquors in crystal decanters that I bought at some auction held by the Patricians of Ul'Dah. These decanters are one of the few things I own that I did not personally craft, my pride and ego won't even let me wear socks not produced by me.
I reach for my favored cognac, something palatable for us both since Lhea isn't a terribly heavy drinker. I only need one glass though, we don't mind sharing from the same glass as we sit and discuss whatever we feel like.
[To be continued...]
Before she gets a chance to speak I always ask her if she's ready to melt in my mouth like a good chocolate cat. This always get a laugh out of her and "Sorry, but you're a slut". Well she isn't wrong, but I don't get offended by her loving description of me. I've even come to appreciate it.
"No ones around to talk to, so I'd thought I'd drop by my fav highlanders' place for some one on one time? You know talk and stuff like we normally do...". I can talk, I love it when she comes over to talk. Why? Its usually a good excuse to see her in a swimsuit as we spend quality time in my tub, soaking in the heat and discussing whatever comes to our minds. That and I know she has a bit of an infatuation with large men like me, and loves to rub my shoulders. Hard to say know to a woman like this when they want to put their hands on you even if it isn't lascivious.
I waste no time pulling away from her as I turn to walk back across my room to my Star Globe that I have sitting beside my main couch. Its something I put together myself, though admittedly I hired a an immensely skilled painter to adorn it with the various constellations in the sky and their relative locations are surprisingly accurate. This though, isn't your typical globe. I've made it where it opens up, breaking at the equator to reveal a few choice liquors in crystal decanters that I bought at some auction held by the Patricians of Ul'Dah. These decanters are one of the few things I own that I did not personally craft, my pride and ego won't even let me wear socks not produced by me.
I reach for my favored cognac, something palatable for us both since Lhea isn't a terribly heavy drinker. I only need one glass though, we don't mind sharing from the same glass as we sit and discuss whatever we feel like.
[To be continued...]
