As I drove home I thought about what I was going to wear tonight, only for about the hundredth time this week. I had a favorite little black dress that fit my curves so well it was probably illegal in several Bible belt states. Maybe the emerald green lace bra and matching sheer panties to bring out the green in my eyes.
I took a long hot shower and as I soaped up I could not help but think about Mark’s hands and eyes travelling down my body later that evening. My nipples took immediate notice of that thought as they stood at attention despite the hot water cascading over me.As I slipped on my bra and panties I stood for a moment and examined myself critically in the full length mirror.