Beautiful

As Alexa walks out, I'm stunned by her beauty. She is wearing a white sundress with floral trim. Just to tease me, there is a slight parting near her stomach, showing the slightest hint of her flat midriff. While certainly more conservative on the top, it doesn't sell her legs short, as they seem to extend for days as the dress stops off around her thighs.

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"Wow, you look amazing." I tell her, unable to come up with a better adjective.

"Thank You!" she brightly responds as she takes hold her my extended arm.

"So how was your day?" I attempt to make small talk as we wait for the elevator.

"Same old stuff..." Alexa replied, indicating that she really didn't want to talk about work.

"Did you catch the game last night?" I ask, moving to the next topic of interest.

"Oh my god, talk about a nail biter! I cut my couch digging my nails into it I was so nervous!" Alexa laughed, immediately loosening up at the mention of America's pastime.

I laugh along with her, but my mind was preoccupied with the image of Alexa digging her nails into my back as I slam into her.

"So where are we going?" Alexa asked, as we suddenly appear on the street in front of our office building.