Let Me Look at You

“I didn’t even know they made such sexy stuff in real
sizes!” Rachel exclaimed.  “John’s been begging me to buy something sexy, but I
usually only find stuff that’s so tiny, it makes me uncomfortable just thinking
about wearing it.”

She couldn’t wait to find something that John would love,
so she hung up the phone and went online to do some shopping.  She found
gorgeous lingerie that would actually fit her instead of being made for a
mannequin.  She couldn’t wait to show John.

The day her items arrived, Rachel arranged for the kids to
spend the evening watching movies at her sister’s house.  She slipped into the
shower and came out wearing the most beautiful gown John had even seen.  It had
spaghetti straps with a deep plunging neckline and a tiny closure just under
Rachel’s cleavage.  The lacy fabric cupped her breasts softly like two pieces of
ripe fruit.  The lower half of the floor length gown was open, allowing a pair
of delicate lace panties and Rachel’s shapely legs to show.  When she entered
the room, John could not speak.

It took him a full minute to regain his composure, and when
he could speak, his voice was raw with desire.  “You’re beautiful.”

Rachel sauntered over to her husband and took his hand.
She led him to the sofa where she sat on his lap.  They kissed like teenagers
for several long moments, before Rachel got up and began to dim the lights.

“No,” John said, “Just let me look at you.”

Their passion was like that of newlyweds and they smiled
and held each other long afterward.  Rachel smiled a naughty little smile when
she imagined how John would react to the bustier, thong, and super sexy
thigh-high stockings that would be arriving soon.

When Rachel picked up the kids, she asked her sister if
they could stay all night one evening next week.