7
That night, after Ivy took a shower, she sat next to me in a black lace nightgown. I could clearly smell the faint fragrance emanating from her body, which was a little tempting and provocative.
"Honey, I just bought this pajamas. Does it look good?" She said as she lifted her legs and slowly applied skin cream in front of me. Her legs were long and white, and they looked even more seductive against the black lace pajamas.
I didn't avoid her gaze, but I didn't feel moved either. I just looked at her calmly, as if I was looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with me.