Dana scrolled through the search results, looking for the perfect outfits for her and her husband. They had been invited to a Halloween party - costumes required! - and it was in three weeks. She hoped she could find something on Amazon that they both would like, and that was in stock! Three weeks was short notice, she thought resentfully.
There was no lack of choices, but what would David be willing to wear? Fred and Wilma? Yeah, no. The Jessica Rabbit dress was super-sexy and she knew David would love it on her. Her 36D breasts would do it justice, and even at 45 she could pull off the slender waist and curvy hips. But David as Roger Rabbit? Not happening. Dana continued to look. Shaggy and Velma? Too grungy. Harley Quinn and the Joker? David won't go for anything that requires makeup. Superheroes? Nope.
The perfect answer finally appeared - Gomez and Morticia Addams! David already had a black suit; he would just need a different tie and a fake mustache. That settled, Dana started to go through the dress choices. Some were modest, some sexy, and some super-sexy. She passed on the ones with the skirt that dragged on the floor. For that matter, she didn't want a dress that was tight all the way down her legs either. Unfortunately, that seemed to be the Morticia style. But another search showed Elvira dresses as well, and she loved the look of a slit all the way up the leg. Dana knew it would flatter her long legs, especially in three or four-inch heels.
So the answer was an Elvira dress that she would wear as Morticia Addams! Now, what kind of neckline? There was no such thing as a "modest" Elvira dress given the character. Dana started with the dress that showed cleavage but wasn't too low-cut. Out of stock. She worked her way through dresses that were increasingly revealing until she finally found one in stock. It was cut very low, plunging almost to the model's navel, but held together at the breasts with a gold clasp. Dana knew that she would be showing more of the inner curve of her breasts than even Elvira did, but what the hell, why not? David would love it.
She ordered the dress and a pair of dark thigh-high stockings to go with it. She already had a pair of black heels and a black thong. She sat back, happy with her decision and delighted that the costume chore was done. Time to reward herself with a glass of wine!
The dress and stockings arrived three days later and Dana rushed to try them on. Taking them into the master bedroom she got out the shoes and thong she planned to wear. She took off her slacks and sweater, put on the thong and stockings and slipped into the dress. It zipped in the back, the dress coming halfway up and leaving an expanse of bare skin. She put her arms into the long sleeves, which thankfully were not too tight, and pulled the dress over her shoulders. The fit was still loose because she hadn't fastened the clasp in the front or zipped up the back. She reached around to pull the zipper up and the dress got tighter. But it fit at her waist and hips, which was fortunate.
The last piece of the puzzle was the neckline, which plunged just as much as Dana had seen in the pictures. The material was on either side of her breasts right now, pushing them together. 'That's a look!' she thought as she checked herself in the mirror. She drew the material on either side over her breasts, frowning at how little it seemed to cover. She managed to fasten the clasp and adjusted each breast as best she could. 'At least my nipples are covered...' she mumbled, trying to shift more breast under the dress.
Doing the best she could, the result was deep cleavage formed by the inner curves of Dana's breasts. Dana wasn't sure how David would react to the prospect of his wife showing so much flesh to their friends. Her own attitude was more 'if you've got it, flaunt it'. How many more years would she be able to pull off a look like this?
She decided that the best approach would be to wear the dress when she greeted David tonight. What could be better than coming home to his wife in a sexy dress, maybe with a drink in her hand, after a hard day's work? Dana smiled as she imagined the reaction that she would probably get. She and David still had a healthy sex life after twenty years of marriage but it had been more than a week since they last made love.
Opening the front door that evening, David was surprised to see his lovely wife standing there, apparently waiting for him. His first reaction was mild panic - oh no, what have I done wrong? But there was a slight smile on her face, so maybe not. Then he noticed that she was wearing a long coat, and her hair and makeup were done. Were we supposed to go out? Did I forget?
Dana saw the confused look on his face and had to smile. Poor David, he has no idea what's going on...
"Welcome home dear," she said, moving to give him a quick kiss. David dropped his bag and took Dana by the waist as he returned the kiss. Still holding her he asked, "Did I forget something? Are we going out?"
"No, you're fine," Dana assured him, kissing him again. "But we do have something to celebrate - I figured out what we can be at the Halloween party!"
"Isn't that weeks away?" As soon as he asked David realized that was the wrong reaction. He hurried to recover. "But that's great dear! What are we going as?"
Dana was too excited to react to the tepid first response. "Gomez and Morticia Addams! I thought you would like that because you just need to wear a suit and a false mustache."
"I do like that," David told her. "I was a big Gomez fan - he was very cool. I should have a cigar too."
Dana was pleased at his positive reaction. "I wanted to show you my outfit," she told him. "It just came today."
David smiled. "I'm guessing that explains the coat," he said. "I can't wait to see it."
Now Dana was smiling a radiant smile, pleased with her efforts. "Why don't we go into the living room? I poured some wine for us - you can sit and relax while I show you."
Now it was David's turn to smile. "That sounds great - I love coming home to a drink and a show!"
Dana waited until he was settled, sipping her own wine to settle the little bit of nerves she had. She hoped he liked the dress!
"Ready?" she asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Absolutely," David assured her. "I can't wait. Should I call you Tich from now on?"
"Why don't we wait until you see if you like my outfit," Dana suggested. Her hands went to the belt holding her coat closed and began untying it. She watched David's eyes for his reaction as she undid the belt and slowly opened the coat.
"You can do this stripper thing for me anytime," David commented as he watched.
"Ha ha," Dana replied. She waited until she had his full attention and slowly pulled the coat open. David watched intently as she revealed the full-length black dress, noticing for the first time that she was wearing black high heels with it. His eyes traveled up her long legs, one partly exposed by the long slit in the skirt. They widened when he saw the fullness of her breasts in the plunging cleavage. Dana shed the coat to give him the full effect and posed with one stocking leg revealed in the slit skirt.
"Wow..." David said softly, admiring his sexy wife. "If Morticia had looked like you do, that show would still be running."
