I took the box into the bathroom and lifted the lid. I removed the garment from the box and my heart started to race. It was a sheer black baby doll nighty with a front hook and eye closure and ribbon. Inside the box sat a matching V-string panty. As I stripped out of my clothes and into the baby doll nighty and panties, I stared at myself in the mirror. The front of the outfit was open down the middle, showing my bare skin. I tied the little bow and took in a deep breath. This was it. I tried to play it off in my mind as no big deal. Simon Young turned me on countless times and left me with nothing but fantasies. Now, my fantasy would come true and I needed to prepare myself for the consequences.

As I walked to the bedroom, I noticed that the door was slightly closed. I lightly knocked and Simon told me to come in. When I stepped in, I struggled for breath when I saw him sitting in the oversized leather chair in the corner of the room in his khakis. Shirtless and barefoot, he overwhelmed me. His broad shoulders sat back against the chair as his chiseled six pack stared straight at me.

“Stop right there,” he commanded as he held a glass of bourbon in his hand. His gaze was pure and steady. “Turn around for me.”

I turned around and heard the sharp intake of his breath. “Now turn back around.” His blue eyes were full of delight as his lips slowly parted. “Come here. I want to feel your body in that before you take it off.”

I slowly walked over to the chair as he sat straight up and placed his hands on my hips. His tongue slid across my stomach in long, smooth strokes as he moved his hands up and down my sides, taking in the sheer feel of the fabric. He gently turned me around and cupped my ass in his strong hands. He placed his mouth on my bare flesh, where he nipped and then licked the spot to soothe the sting. I felt his hand cup my pussy as soft moans rumbled from his chest.

“It’s time for me to see those perfect tits of yours. Go back over there and slowly strip out of that nighty.”