Lisa dresses him up more

Lisa played with Chris more, kissing him on the neck and shoulder, and even reaching down once and teasing his satin-wrapped cock once, before withdrawing her hands back up to his nipples.

Chris just soaked it all in, unable to believe what was happening.

Lisa paused for a moment, and whispered in Chris's ear. "There's one more thing that would turn me on even more, baby."

"Oh god. What's that, Lisa?"

"If you were willing to wear a dress for me. Guys in dresses make me so hot I can't stand it."

"Uh...."

"Will you do it for me?"

"Yes," he whispered out, his eyes closed as he soaked in the sensation of her arms around him. The girl of his dreams wanted him -- why would he turn her down?

Lisa got up and went to the closet to pick out a frilly pink dress. It didn't look like anything she would ever consider wearing herself, and in the back of his mind, Chris wondered if she picked it up just for this.

"Here you go, baby. Just let me slip this on you." Lisa raised Chris's arms up, and slipped the girly dress down onto him. It fell into place, and Chris was then wearing it.

"Oh god, that's so sexy baby." Lisa pounced on top of him, kissing him so hard that it was more like she was devouring his lips. She rubbed her body all over his, and could feel his hardness against her knee, through the dress.

Chris couldn't believe his good fortune, and just lay there, caught up in sensory overload. To give him a second to recover, Lisa climbed off him and lay down beside him, stroking his soft skin through the fabric of the dress.