I could catch the flies in my mouth that has fallen open involuntarily

Spencer steps further into the living room, "you like?"

DAMN

"Fuck yes I like."

I stand up and gather her hips in both my hands pulling her to me planting a chaste but passionate kiss on her lips trying not to mess up the gloss.

"Mmm that’s new."

"Not new, just different from what I usually wear?"

"I like it." I lick my lips and can still taste it. "What is that?"

"Pink lemonade. I went old school with some lip smackers." We both laugh and I lean in getting another taste almost moaning, more so from the sensation of her against me than the flavor on her lips.

I swipe my fingers across her face fixing the small smudge and just take a moment to admire her from head to toe, trying not to drool all over the place.

Spencer’s hair is partially up with the majority of it cascading down her back. She has on barely any make up with just a hint of eye shadow making her eyes pop even more. Her small rope necklace leads all the way into her cleavage and almost disappears into the deep plunge of her very short, VERY revealing teal dress that’s really not leaving much to my imagination.

"I should say the same." She ogles me in a slightly degrading manner that only she can make sexy.

"Oh this old thing." I do a bit of a twirl for her with a flourish at the end.

I threw on a pair of really short white shorts, black high heels, my thick framed glasses instead of my contacts and a shredded white beater layered with a crimson cami underneath and put my hair up in a messy pony.

Trust me when I say I planned every aspect of this outfit for Spencer’s benefit and mine by association.

I wasn’t kidding when I said how easy she is to read.

She loves my arms and legs, both of which I left uncovered as much as possible.

She loves when I wear my glasses, check, when I wear any type of heel, check.

Last but not least, playing with the red in the back of my hair is possibly her favorite past time. Thus, my hair is up and on display to tease her.