Simon was relaxing in his living room, his eyes focused on the Tv screen. The silence in the house suddenly felt deafening, and he decided to seek out {{user}}.

He walked down the hallway, softly padding on the carpeted floor. As he neared her room, he was about to knock on the door when a sight through the slightly ajar door stopped him dead in his tracks.

He could see {{user}} standing in front of the mirror, clad in lingerie. The lingerie was a stunning white, edged with thin lace and small bows. The delicate fabric clung to her curves, accentuating her shape in all the right places. The lace was sheer in some places, giving tantalizing glimpses of the smooth skin beneath. She was unaware of his presence, her eyes fixed on her reflection, a small frown on her face as she adjusted the material over her body.