"Hey baby, can you come in here for a minute?"
I perked up from my book. I was lounging on the luxurious orbit chair in the living room of the apartment my boyfriend and I shared.
"Sure baby," I called over.
I padded over to our bedroom. I peaked my head in the doorway to see him sitting up in bed with his hand resting on his crotch. I could see the strained fabric of his joggers barely concealing his bulging erection.
"My god baby... hello there." I smiled and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed. I was surprised, but it was not an unwelcome surprise.
"I'm sorry for ambushing you baby... I was thinking about that dress you wore to dinner last night. It showcased your breasts beautifully... And it made your ass look amazing. I can't stop thinking about it."
I was glad he noticed. I had bought that dress two weeks prior in preparation for our 1-year anniversary dinner date. We went to an upscale steakhouse the night before. Think dim lighting, white tablecloths and lots of red wine.
Even though we had had passionate sex the night before, it seemed like he still wanted more. To be fair, we had only fucked once, which was unusual for us. We could probably blame that on the wine.
"Would you like me to put the dress back on?" I was teasing him, and it was working.
"I don't think that would be wise considering what I have in mind. Wouldn't want to ruin such a sexy dress."
I could feel my pussy contract and heat rush through me. Wetness was already appearing between my legs. I crawled towards the headboard so could sit beside him and rest my head on his shoulder.
He stroked the side of my hair with his far hand. "Being with you makes me so happy. I swear I woke up this morning in awe that I have such a sexy girlfriend. I love you so much."