Looking the part

Tiffany was on the floor face down, ass up.

It didn't seem like an unusual occurrence for her.

I poked the tip of my shoe agaibst the crotch of her pants and moved it slowly up and down.

"Go put on your sluttiest little outfit, the one you would wear if you absolutely needed to get a dick." My tone was level and just a little mocking. This would be the most important day in our new relationship. Setting the tone for all the others.

Im not sure if she realized it or not but she had begun pushing back against my shoe, her wide ass jiggling with the slow up and down motion of her hips.

She shook her head seeming to finally notice i had given her an order and she scrambled to her feet and rushed up the stair to her bedroom.

She returned 15 minutes later and i had to try not to laugh as i looked over what she had deemed important.

She had put a few pins in her hair to keep it back from her eyes. A rushed bit of eye shadow, blush and bright red lipstick.

Her dress was shiny black and started just abover her tits and ended at her upper thigh. It was obvious that even a normal size stride would cause the dress to rise up her ass cheeks and pussy.

It was clearly a dress she had bought 10 pounds ago, but i preferred the way it fit now.

The black open toe shoes had a 6 inch heel. And showed off her pedicured feet with red nail polish that matched her lipstick.

She looked nervous, her chest rising and falling.

I figured i would help her out a little. So i clapped my hands and said "ok boys, clear off the coffee table, time to throat fuck our new toy!"