Coming home from work I rush into the bedroom frustrated because I'm running late only to find Dale in bed. Yelling at him to get up I start to undress walking into the closet to find something to wear to my boss' party. Unsure what to wear I decide to head to the shower first. Coming out of the closet I look over to the bed only to notice that Dale is engrossed in some book and hasn't moved a muscle. Jumping onto the bed I laugh at his startled reaction. He grabs me around the waist and rolls me over so that he's straddling me.
I'm slightly concerned as he looks down at me with that mischievous look on his face and I very sternly tell him, "To not even think about it."
Dale tickles me causing me to giggle and squirm uncontrollably. I order him to stop, and he does right away, which worries me because he loves to torture me and does not usually give up so easily. He slowly begins to lower his head and I try to cover my breasts and tell him that we don't have time for this but he's stronger than me and will not be deterred. Holding my arms above my head he takes one of my nipples between his teeth and bites down. He knows full well that drives me crazy. I accuse him of not playing fair as he takes my nipple between his lips and sucks and nibbles making me groan.
I beg and plead with him to stop because we are already late, and he knows how much I hate being late. Holding my nipple between his teeth he pulls back until it pops out of his mouth making me gasp.
There's that smirk again I think as he tells me, "I think your body is enjoying the attention."
"Of course, my body is on fire baby you do that to me, and I promise that we can play as much as you want when we get back home."
I hold my breath waiting for his response. "Okay," he says, "on one condition." I groan as I realize he is not going to make this easy on me.
"What condition is that?" I ask.
Again, with that smirk he says, "If you promise to wear the present I bought you then I will get up right now and get ready."
"That's it? That's all I have to do?" I ask. I feel like I'm missing something, but I agree just so we can get moving. "I wasn't sure what I was going to wear tonight anyway, so where is this outfit you want me to wear baby?" Dale walks toward me with his hands behind his back and again that smirk makes me uncomfortable, and I wonder what the catch is.
Smiling like a kid in a candy store he hands me the world's smallest gift bag. Hesitantly I take the bag and look inside. Reaching in I pull out a tiny pink G-string. I look up at him confused.
"What is this hard piece in the front of the panty?" I ask. "Wait, before you answer that question tell me where you're hiding the rest of the outfit."