Darcie dolled herself up quite nicely for the performance. Her makeup was working better than usual, her bright green eyes popped, and her ginger curls stopped just short of her milky white cleavage in the front and just below her shoulders in the back. She walked out of the bedroom in the sexy black dress that she had bought just four days earlier. The bottom half flared out, just a little, while the top half pushed her perfectly round breasts up and together. The creamy flesh almost begged to be released, but enough was hidden to let the imagination of voyeurs run wild. The waistline cinched tight, letting the bottom half flare out, just a bit. The hem fell well above her knee, barely covering the lacey welts of her black silhouette stockings. Darcie had an array of best features, and her outfit accentuated every single one. She sprayed a daft of her husband’s favorite perfume and walked through the mist. White lace panties covered her freshly waxed femininity. The ivory was a perfect match to the leopard and white print heels that completed her outfit. She emerged from the bedroom oozing of sex.
Luke purchased tickets to the ballet as a surprise for his girlfriend. They had been together but for eighteen months and had lived together for the last eight. Like most men, Luke wasn’t a huge fan of the ballet, but he was a fan of culture, literature, and pleasing Darcie. He was also a big fan of showing his sexy girlfriend to the world and having his way with her by ripping her clothes off after date night. The fancier the date, the sexier she dressed, and the more fun he (and her) had afterward. Luke couldn’t take his eyes of the sexual being that walked out the bedroom, across the living room, and toward the door. He couldn’t help himself. Luke, already dressed for the evening, stood from his perch on their grey chenille sofa, and took his wife’s hand. Feinting a departure from their home, he took one step in the direction of the door. He then forcefully spun her around, exposing the white lace as her dress twirled, and pushed her onto the couch.
A surprised gasp escaped Darcie’s throat as she fell onto the chenille. Luke reached under her dress and nearly ripped the lace in half as he jerked them down. He pushed the bottom half of her dress up and buried his face between her long slender legs.
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