Lois and Dennis were sitting in her dining room, eating dinner. The young man had insisted on doing the cooking and had produced a meatloaf the likes of which Lois had never tasted before. He served it with noodles and the best brown gravy she ever had. "I wish you didn't have to go home tomorrow," she said, gazing across the table at the young man who had stolen her heart.
"Me, too," Dennis replied. "I hate it that we can't be together all the time."
When they finished the meal, Dennis insisted that she let him do the dishes. During dinner, Lois came up with an idea of how she could make the last night they would spend together for a while special! She walked across the kitchen and kissed him softly on the cheek. "I'm going upstairs," she told him. "When you're finished with the dishes, come on up."
Lois grew more and more excited as she began carrying out her plan. After she got to her bedroom, she slipped out of her clothes, walked to the closet, and took out a negligee and robe she'd purchased years earlier, but had never worn. Both items were super-sheer, almost transparent. She was glad she'd never worn the outfit for her husband. It seemed, somehow, right that Dennis would be the first one to see her in it.
Dennis finished the dishes, then started up the stairs to Lois's bedroom.
Lois heard the young man coming up the steps and felt her heart begin to beat faster. She stood there, waiting for him, filled with anticipation. The bedroom door opened and then Dennis appeared in the doorway.
Dennis looked at Lois and couldn't breathe. "My...God!!!" he gasped.
Light from a lamp on the table next to the bed gleamed through the diaphanous material of Lois's gown and highlighted the lush curves of her body. She was elated by Dennis's response. "Do you...you like it?" she asked.
"I've never seen anything that beautiful before!" Dennis whispered.
Lois beckoned to him and sat down on the bed. He walked over and sat down next to her. "I'm glad you like my outfit," she said. "And that's not the only special gift I have for you tonight. Now I'm going to make you feel very, very good. Take your clothes off."
Dennis did as he was told, but had problems getting undressed because he was unable to take his eyes off the breathtaking apparition sitting next to him. Once he did have his clothes off, he laid back on the bed. Lois's hands began moving over him, her touch feather-light, teasing, and tantalizing and he began trembling.
"Ohhhhhh!!! God, Lois, that feels so awesome!!" he whispered as her hands ventured lightly over his body. She touched him everywhere, except for his erection which stood rampant, pointing at the ceiling. She continued her caresses, reducing the young man to a quivering, groaning entity, twisting on the bed.
Lois was growing almost as aroused as Dennis. At last she halted her caresses and stood up. She opened her robe, then let it slide slowly down over her shoulders and arms and whisper to the floor.
Dennis reached for her. "Please!!! Oh, God, Lois, I want you more than I ever did!" he groaned.
Lois stepped back, just out of his reach. Smiling down at him, she slid one of the thin straps of her negligee down over one shapely shoulder. Then, slowly, she moved her hand to the other one. Clinging to her curves all the way, the filmy negligee slithered down her body.
Dennis watched Lois, almost insane with need. The way she looked as the negligee slid down her body, the slowness with which she'd disrobed, all served to rouse him powerfully. Again, he reached out for her.
Lois, calling on all the self-control she could muster, moved slowly onto the bed, climbed onto it, and straddled Dennis.
