Fast-forward to Friday

As you were getting dressed to go pick up Irena (jacket and bow tie, as expected at the theater) you phone buzzes. It’s Irena.

You open the message. It’s a selfie of Irena, wearing black silk stockings, a lacy black bra and thong, and giving you a coy smile. The caption read: “Just a little preview for you daddy ;)”

You just about fly over to Irena’s apartment (which her diplomat parents had bought her). Seeing her coming out of her door, she, looks, if anything, even more beautiful than in the picture she had texted you earlier. Over the stocking and lingerie, she wore a sleeveless, knee length royal blue dress that made her look very sexy yet almost demure at the same time. She had curled her hair, which cascaded around her shoulders. The whole effect was to make her look like an angel come down to earth.

As she got closer to the car, you noticed that in addition to earrings, she was wearing a diamond choker around her neck. To the casual viewer, it might just seem like a tasteful piece of jewelry, but to you, remembering your first night together, it might as well have been a “fuck me” sign around her neck.