Let’s go out for the night.

Play dress up.

I can see your wicked smile.

The sweet torment that will happen.

Your hand teasing my thigh.

Rubbing the soft, silken flesh.

My own hand tightening on your leg.

Moving higher.

Riding that edge of desire.

Walking hand in hand.

You pulling me close under a soft light.

My leg wrapping around you.

Your hand reaching under my dress.

Cupping.

Grasping.

You smile finding out I wore no panties tonight.

Your voice whispering in my ear.

“I want you.”

I whimper.

I moan.

I let out a plea.

“Yes, please…”