He stood before the mirror studying his naked reflection with a critical eye. His hair was thick and dark. His blue eyes fringed by raven lashes, but the lines that now played at the corners when he smiled were new.His shoulders and chest were broad, and his biceps clearly defined. The dark hair covering his torso only partially concealed the rock hard muscles beneath. Thanks to the job, he wasn’t carrying any excess fat. His belly was flat and hard, his waist slim and his hips lean. Yep, he was in great shape.He lathered his face and reached for the razor. His hands he noticed were big with long tapered fingers, ideal for exploring the secret places of a woman’s body, and they were just itching to explore Kathy’s.Ice drew the razor down his cheeks in smooth repetitious strokes. The aftershave he splashed on stung for a second, but he slapped his face and grinned, exhilarated at the prospect ahead. After raking his damp hair with a comb, he pulled on faded jeans, pushed his feet into a pair of loafers, and buttoned his crisp white linen shirt.
