Lingerie erotic stories about silk, lace, garters, and the moment someone sees what is underneath. Adult women write about dressing for a partner and for themselves.
The denim shirt is on the bed and I am in the silk slip, camera on the dresser, telling the phone what the mirror already knows. Josh stands behind me.…
Tyler asked me to keep the sweater on. He likes the cream knit slipped off one shoulder, the silk showing, the lamp doing the rest. Patrick came over after work…
The laptop was already closed on the table. Lamp low, sofa wide, emerald blouse unbuttoned at the throat so one silk strap showed. Yusuf and Leila came in from the…
His apartment is spare and the sofa is long enough to lie on. I am twenty-four. Robert is fifty-six. Nobody at my office knows his name, and nobody at his…
Apron on the chair. Silk robe. City going blue in the window. I sat on the edge of the bed and Miles stood where I pointed, twenty-six, attentive, not performing…
