Yesssss!  

I giggle as I bounce and watch him slide off his loose bow tie and shirt, the beauty of that body on show at last. It’s enough to make me drool. My heart rate elevates, and my palms sweat while my nerves push to the forefront.  

“Turn over,” he commands gently, and I do as I’m told; he kneels over me and starts undoing my dress. At the release from the tight corset, my body sags a little. “This dress is coming out to play again, but we’ll keep it on ...