“Let me dress you.”

“Let me dress you.”

My spouse and I were discussing sexual fantasies, and when Terry said this, I was utterly surprised. I’ve heard of being undressed but being dressed?

“Its an exercise in trust. I’ll get the outfit, and put you in it. Will you?”

I thought about it for a moment, and said, “If its about trust, I trust you completely. We’ll do it.”

So my spouse carefully took measurements, and then I waited. Then one day, my spouse asked, “Tonight?”

And I said, “Okay. Tonight.”

So when I got home from work, my spouse said, “I’ve drawn a bath for you. Take your time, and then just dry off and come to our bedroom.”

So I went to the tub, and got in the scented water. I was normally a shower person, but it was rather nice and relaxing.

When I was done, I dried off, and went to the bedroom.

“Okay,” Terry said, “Let me dress you.”

“Okay, my love.” I said, and sat on the bed.

Terry got a group of bags, and began pulling items out, and when I saw what Terry had bought, I raised an eyebrow, but remembered my promise to trust, and said nothing. My spouse took a pair of lacy black panties and slid them up my legs. when Terry had gotten past my knees, my spouse gently pulled me to my feet, and then kneeled in front of me to raise them the rest of the way.

Once they were in the proper place, my spouse pulled out a matching bra, and gently slid it on my arms, and then came around me to pull it until it was where a bra should be, and fastened it in place.

Next, Terry gently sat me back down, took one of my feet, and slowly rolled on a lacy black stocking. Once it was in place, I found myself utterly fascinated at the difference between my two legs, the stocking-clad one and the bare one. Then my spouse fixed that difference as they gently put the other stocking on.

Next, my spouse pulled out a black dress, and raising my arms, Terry slid it over my head, pulling it down until it was in its proper place, and by now I was tingling all over from the feelings this act was producing in me.

Gently, Terry put my feet in a pair of stiletto heels, and then helped me stand again. Not used to being in such shoes, I wobbled a bit, but found my balance.

Finally, my spouse took out a pallet of makeup, and before I knew it, I was done. My spouse had asked me to close my eyes for this part, and then led me to our bathroom mirror, and then said, “Open your eyes.”

I looked at the person in the mirror, and gasped at how different I looked.

Then my spouse took my hand, and led me to our car, and we drove off. Any anxiety I had over what was happening was lost when I looked at the person I loved, and knew I was in safe hands, no matter what.

We went to a club I had never heard of, had a great time, and finally, we headed back home.

I went to our bedroom, and I said, “Are you going to undress me as well?”

Terry grinned, and soon all their careful work earlier was strewn around the room, and I was basking in the afterglow of being the object of so much passion, so much desire, and so much love.

We held each other, and my spouse said, “Did you enjoy it?”

“It was wonderful. I .. I never knew I could feel this way. Thank you.”

“Thank you. It was my fantasy, after all.”

I kissed my love, and soon Terry was asleep. I breathed a prayer of thanks for this wonderful person, for how safe Terry had made me feel, that I would be willing to move so far out of my comfort zone without any fear.

Once I finished my prayer of thanks, I closed my eyes, and drifted off, dreaming wonderful dreams.

Fin.

Author’s Prayer: May all my friends and family here experience a moment like this, at least once. And if possible, I would like to have this too ...