“It sure is taking you longer than usual to get ready.” He commented through his smirked lips. He sat on the stool and watched her finally pull the smooth silk over her skin. “Well, sometimes You need to learn a little patience.” She smiled gently and walked in the closet where he was sitting, to grab her heels. “Is that so?” He grinned knowing what she was about to say. As she slipped in the heels she stepped in close to him and whispered, “Yes Sir, You know as well as I, that a man who is a master of patience is a master of everything else.” He growled playfully as he dipped her back and kissed her chest.