A giant smile was on his face as he watched her get dressed for work, and replayed the events that started this phase of their lives. His mind had gone back to the almost magical time that had been the beginning of this wonderful transformation of a moth into a beautiful butterfly in hovering flight.
The undressing in the dark, the super thick cotton bras and panties, the lack of self esteem and confidence in herself and her body had all been thrown out the window. Despite his reassurances and almost constant begging for a change in attitude and demeanor hadn't made a bit of a difference. All the sheer, lacy things he had bought her had been worn maybe, just maybe once. Only then under something that totally kept it hidden from view, and then was consigned to the back of the bottom dresser drawer.
Watching. as she slid her hands up her legs to smooth out her hose ensuring that they were straight. Then bending, with her proud breasts briefly hanging before being thrust forward as she picked up her light blue, silky blouse. A silent melody was playing somewhere as she let the blouse float gently down her arms and over her chest. She then buttoned it up except for the top two buttons. Then bending again to give him a glorious view of her firm round ass cheeks and the fabulous, clean shaven pussy lips that peeked out from between her legs. She carefully stepped into her short, black skirt one leg at a time.
He often had to remind himself to breathe when he was so entranced in these moments. Side to side, she inched her skirt up over her hips and after tucking her blouse in had zipped it up. She twirled as she fluffed out her blouse in front to make sure that her nipples were not too apparent through the blouse. Turning back towards him, she had a puzzled look at the smile on his face.
"AND, just what are you so happy about??" She asked with a smile on her face.
"I just love watching you get dressed." He softly replied.
"You've got bats in your belfry, and are just a dirty old man", was her laughing answer to what he had said.
"AH, yes.........but they are happy bats, and I am proud to be a dirty old man, and especially ....YOUR dirty old man!!!" He quickly answered back.
"Well, don't wallow in your dreams too long....... as you TOO have to get ready for work." She told him, as she came over and gave him a soft, lingering kiss before sliding her hands over her hips to make sure that her skirt wasn't wrinkled and leaving for work.
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"You know that things have to change now," she had said, once the planes engines had settled into a steady, monotonous drone.
"Why??" He asked.
