sundress
5:34 p.m.<>2001-05-15

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i love serendipity - the very day after i wrote the last entry, jodie decided that the weather was warm enough to pull out of the closet the very dress i described in my post. i mentioned this coincidence to her as she put it on, and she made me go online so that she could read the entry for herself.

even though i had told her about my writings on this site, iit was the first time she had read any of them, and i was worried about what her reaction might be. i was relieved when she looked up from the screen with a sly smile and told me that she was glad something as simple as an old sundress could elicit that sort of writing from her man. i responded that while the wrapping paper was nice, it was the package i was really interested in.

she really does look amazing in the dress. when she wears it outside, as she did on saturday, it marks one of the few times that she actually puts on a bra. the material is just too thin and clingy for her to go without one, as she prefers to do. the sheer fabric, however, didn't stop her from wearing a white thong which was, of course, clearly visible if you looked close enough. i complimented her on her bold choice, and she said she was glad that i wasn't ashamed of being seen in public with such a shameless exhibitionist. i didn't tell her what i was thinking, which was that most men i know would kill to be living with a beautiful exhibitionist.

lust is a strange phenomenon. i see my lover naked all the time, yet when we were out on saturday i found that i couldn't stop staring at her rear end. under the dress' opaque yellow fabric, the waistband of her thong panties stood out starkly white against the darker skin of her cheeks. the sight was startling, almost scandalous, considering the otherwise demure nature of the sundress.

jodie looked over her shoulder to catch my eyes straying south a couple of times, and teased me about it. on one of these occasions, we were in line at starbucks when she whipped her head around abruptly and feigned angry indignation: "excuse me, but what exactly are you staring at?" her voice, while not loud, was still audible enough to make a couple of patrons look up from their lattes. "you will pay," i hissed in embarrassed fury while she pointed at me and snickered. "gotcha," she said.

when we finally returned to the apartment, we wasted no time in further banter. spring fever was upon us as we nuzzled and necked with each other on the bed. my clothes came off, along with her bra and panties. the sundress stayed on for a while. i loved feeling her naked nooks and creases roll beneath the pale yellow material, and i loved the lewd sight of the hemline all rucked up around her hips when i entered her. by the time we got up to take our showers, the dress was a sodden heap on the carpet, stained and fragrant with our mingled scents.

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