I lay Shanny down on our couch and ask her to close her eyes and relax as I start to whisper a sexy story in her ear. We had just been taking pictures of her in a sexy black lace bra and panty set in front of the fireplace and of course she had me worked up. I undo her bra and slip it down and off her arms, her heels and French cut panties following quickly. I give her a little kiss, careful not to touch her luscious body.
"I think we should go out for dinner, then to a club for some dancing baby, what do you think?". She smiles with her eyes closed.
"I'd like that," she whispers softly, "what would you like me to wear Demian honey?"
I suggest I am in love with what she has on right now, but understand it would be a tad much for public viewing.
"You haven't worn the new bra and panty set I got you for your birthday yet Shanny." Like all men I love sexy lingerie on a sexy woman, and Shanny has always had to wear expensive brassieres to support her magnificent breasts.
"Not since I tried it on for you." she says coyly.
"I like the way the bra gathers your breasts and leaves so much of them exposed," I tell her, my fingers trace the outline of the bra along her breasts, her nipples swelling even without being touched. My fingers lower to graze the swell of her mound, "and the G-string is so tiny, hardly covering your sexy smooth lips." my fingers drawing a long low moan from her.
"Sounds perfect," she says softly, getting into the game, "very sexy underwear, be a shame to cover it up too much."
I have to agree, suggesting thigh high stockings.
"Just below your ass cheeks, I love when they lift your sexy bottom, and tight against the top of your legs so they frame your sweet pussy."
"My black skirt with the buttons up the front." she volunteers, and I agree how sexy it is, how well it fits her exquisite ass.
"It would go nicely with your pink sweater with all the tiny buttons."
"Mmm," she moans, "lots of buttons to leave undone." and I correct her.
"Maybe later baby but for now lets leave almost all of them done up."
Shanny sighs a little, knowing the game is mine, then suggests high heels and her dangle earrings. I suggest not too high of a heel, just enough to accentuate her ass, She continues to moan as I touch her lightly.
"Sounds like I'm dressed, let's go eat."
I let her pick her favorite restaurant, telling her how much attention she is receiving from admiring men, including our young waiter.
"The service is always better when I am with you." I tell her. We enjoy dinner and wine, and I let her sip some wine from a glass I have next to the couch. She suggests she could attract more attention with a few buttons undone, I had her bundled up more than normal. I suggest she may want to undo some buttons later, let's just wait and see.
"You always attract attention no matter what you wear honey, and I can see you are enjoying the furtive glances our poor waiter is bestowing on you. I can see you sit back to let him enjoy your beautiful breasts showcased in your tight sweater. It's very erotic watching you put on a little one on one show just for his eyes." Shanny corrects me quickly.
"And for your eyes too baby." as she arches her back, making her breasts jut forward even more provocatively. I lightly graze her aureole in encouragement.
"Of course for me too baby, I so love to show you off, share your body with deserving men."
She asks the waiter to bring some chocolate sauce to go after our dessert, telling him it's for later, and I tell her how sexy her little tease is. We discuss dance clubs and she once again picks her favorite. We settle in a booth and order drinks, then move out to the dance floor, I whisper in her ear how many eyes are drawn to her sensuous moves.
"Demian, do you think any of them will ask me to dance?" she wonders and I laugh.
"Don't you always have a long line of admirers after I take you out on the floor baby?" and she blushes a little.
"I can't help how I move."
I reinforce the fact that I love how she moves, it's one of the things that attracted me to her, I let my fingers tease her breasts and ass as I describe how her breasts jiggle and her bottom shimmies when she is dancing.
"You are so delicious and impossible to ignore." Time to step it up a little. "Ah your first candidate, what does he look like?"
"Quite tall," she whispers, "A little old for me, shoulder length blonde hair, touch of grey at the temples." She is giggling as she describes me.
"Very funny." I pout, "Here comes one, a bit young perhaps but knows what he wants."
"He was brave enough to ask me, and it will let other men know I am available." she says coyly.
"Available" I purr, "yes that is the perfect word, let's hope there are some interesting men here to take advantage of your availability."
I let her fantasy move forward, dancing with two or three different men, and we also move back on the floor, my fingers tracing lightly over her belly as I tell her how good her body feels pressed against mine. We move back to our table enjoying soft conversation, when I pause for a moment.
"This guy looks interesting, tall, well built, dark hair and smiling eyes," I hear her sigh in agreement, "Ice blue eyes the same color as your lingerie, tight black jeans and a nice light colored shirt." She smiles with my description. "Is he a good dancer?" I ask, and she whispers.
"Yes, and very easy to talk to."
