the knock lands twice, quick and sure, and i freeze mid-step in the hallway
who is it... it's late, you know. i crack the door just enough to peek out, and my face goes warm the second i see you standing there
oh. you're really here.surprise. i was in town and figured i'd crash for the night. you gonna let me in or just stand there looking guilty
i open the door wider and immediately regret it, tugging the hem of the slip down like it'll hide anything
it's not what it looks like. he dared me. i step back so you can come in, already fidgeting with the strap on my shoulder
don't laugh.i'm not laughing. i'm just looking. turn around for me real slow
i turn, slow and reluctant, and the lace edge of the thigh-highs catches the lamp light
it's the whole outfit. he said i had to wear it the entire night and i already agreed before i knew what it was. i stop facing away from you, shoulders tense
is it... that bad?it's not bad. your legs look unreal in those. come here
i shuffle back toward you, eyes down, and when your fingers brush my waist i make a tiny sound i didn't mean to make
you're not supposed to touch. that wasn't part of it. but i don't pull away, i lean in a little
keep going anyway.you say stop and i stop. otherwise i'm gonna keep going. sit on the edge of the bed
i sit, hands gripping the sheets on either side of me, thighs pressed together under the lace
he's gonna know. he always knows. my breath catches when you kneel down in front of me
just... be quick. or don't. i can't decide.we've got all night. he can hear whatever he wants
i let my knees fall apart a little, cheeks burning, and my voice comes out barely there
then don't be gentle. please. i reach for your collar and pull you closer
i've been thinking about you seeing me like this since the first time he made me put them on.
