#Chapter 293: Alarmed

After an hour of sex and ten minutes of holding each other and then cleaning up, I roll over to look morosely at my ‘clean’ laundry now spread across the floor. “Am I going to have to wash this again?” I ask. “How dirty is your floor?” Beau asks. The floor, at this point, is much cleaner than the bed. The thought makes me laugh for a second. Beau looks at me with something like fondness. “I think they are fine.” He tilts his head. “In fact… why don’t you let me pick out your outfit for today?” Gods know what he’ll actually pick, but I know the clothes that are in that pile. Nothing he picks could be too egregious. And with all that fond softness in his eyes, it’s too much effort not to just give him. “Fine,” I say with a sigh. “Yes!” he laughs as he bounces off the bed. Naked, he crouches down and peruses through the pile of clothes. He ends up selecting a simple sundress that goes to the knee and a fresh pair of panties. I notice he doesn’t select a bra, but the dress