Dressing 1

I put on the tall boots. Eyelet by eyelet, tie myself into this. Scrape my fingernails over the fishnets, tug on the hem of my short satin skirt. All black, you’d know that. The brocade dressing gown skims my ass, accentuating the long line of my thighs. The sight will make you reach a trembling hand towards me. I’ll push you to the bed, where the corset is spread out, waiting for your willing fingers.