I just finished getting ready to go out for the night. I put on thigh high black stockings, with a lace black bra to match, and slipped on my black sleeveless dress.
I walk out to the living so you can help zip up my dress. Technically, I could zip it on my own; but, I like to feel you trace my back and breathing on my neck when you zip up my dress for me.
“Hey, honey, could you zip this up for me, please?” I ask you.
“Certainly,” you say as you stand up behind me. Your hand resting on my shoulder and drift down to my hips. You give a slight squeeze before you pull up the zipper. You give the nape of my neck a small kiss.
I turn around to greet you with a smile before I say, “There is something else you could help me with before I go out.” I gently guide you back to your spot on the sofa. I turn around while standing in front of you and then I lift the hem of my dress up. I bend over at my hips to expose my hairy pussy at face level.