An autumn night

He could hear her steps coming up the stairs. The window was open a bit and it had gotten cold, autumn tried to sneak into the bedroom and under the blanket. She came in and they shared a look. First she got rid of the shoes. Purple, 12 centimeters. The lacy shawl placed around her shoulders fell on the floor, then the thin gloves. She sat down on the edge of the bed and loosened the strap around her neck, the next moment she felt his hands on her back. Gently they slid from top to bottom, opening one eyelet at a time, until first she could breathe more freely and then relax her back. She broke away from the shell of the corset. Now it was only her underwear, then only the stockings. With her foot she pushed the pile of clothes into one corner and stretched. His eyes were already closed, but he could hear her taking her thin wallet out of the corset and putting it on the dresser. She left the stockings on as she crawled under the blanket. Warm arms wrapped around her and held her until she stopped shaking. Slowly she got warmer, but she couldn't close her eyes until she felt the deep and regular breath of his sleep. Only then she let her mind rest. Already half asleep she could still feel how, careful not to wake her, he pulled the blanket tighter around her.