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.