"The straps on the back of the dress...required to be pulled tight, like a corsette, to outline the waist small, the bossom bursting.
Advantage being the very low cut in the front exposing the cleavage created by the mounds of softness....the imperfection of a natural slight droop nature allowed ......making the form even more beautiful.
A longer length of dress with a sheer net covering the lighter cloth, giving the illusion of nakedness....silky to the touch.
That was the dress he chose.

She had greeted him in a gstring, stockings and heels...having forewarned him that she wouldnt be 100% ready as he needed to pick the dress for her.

An instant boner.

It took self control to simply hug her back and nothing more as she wrapped her arms round his neck and gently pressed herself to him.

That instant boner stayed with him through their trip to the theatre, the ballet and the journey in the lift back to the parking lot...and she was aware of it.

The whole evening both of them breathless....both lustful.
And in the lift the semi-clad seductress came to life.
She let him cup her breasts, she kissed him soft.
The opening of the doors interrupting a moment of heat.

The car ride back
those straps on the dress loosened, the spilling of bossom, the net-like material hitched, the gstring slipped off

.....his belt loosened
his zip down
a hardness revealed
the dipping of her head....?

A spreading of her legs...her softness exposed....played with...?

And as the garage doors dropped shut behind their parked car enveloping them in darkness she asked him to wait for her as she came round to his side of the car taking him by the hand
leading him to the front of the car....the bonnet hot from the car engine

she spread her legs
stretched out her hands
palms down on the bonnet
breasts and tummy flat on the warmth of the car

and said

" enjoy me....please."

No sight was necessary

animalistic
no matter how close he was to her

no matter how hard she pushed against him....deep was not deep enough.

They growled
moaned
licked
kissed
pleaded with each other for more.....the dress....discarded....as she had made her way round the car to his side.

A pile of string, lacey cloth and net.

The dress......the prelude to......

an evening so fine."

Xxx
B.

tell me more lol you are soooo hot

Dearest Ms B.

A unique and fine evening of pure indulgence and pleasure.... so pleased for you.

Not only from you enjoying the visual and musical artistes at the ballet ...

... but also your own artistic sensual and seductive talents through the evening.... what a wonderful climax to the evening for you both!

Dreams,imaginations and desire are stimulated and ignited .... with ideas and musings of your soft and delectable body from dainty dancing feet in crystal slippers ... passing over the exposed softness of your blossoming flower ... to your golden crown of glory ...

To your next pas de deux
Cw

Well written Ms RB. A superb piece to keep the mind rivetted and the senses dazzled. That must have been an ultimate theatre experience to enjoy and succumb to its influence....

What is truth and what is fiction? I suppose we can only surmise, enjoy and envy, each in our own way.

May the muses continue to inspire your pen.

Inspired writing, a beautiful imagination.

Dear Bridgitte

Wonderful sensual and erotic writing as usual.
...this time more reality than fantasy if I may take an uneducated guess....

Keep up the writings and simply cannot wait for your first formal publication which is hopefully well under way?

SoS