A dress laying up against my leg.

A corset, tight up against my chest.

Him to look like at me like he would fuck me right there.

Panty hose comfortably snug against my freshly shaved legs.

The top of my breasts slightly peeking out of my shirt.

My fingers gently gliding down his bare chest.

His hand in mine as we walk down a quiet road.

A light kiss as he arrives home from work.

Wearing his shirt to bed,

Then making love in it in the morning.

Finding just right the time

To whisper “I love you.”

 

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