Getting ready to meet Michael

Lexi gets home from work, has herself a quick shower, and does her make up and hair, opting for a bright red lipstick, something tantalizing, inviting. Not that she had any intention of letting her date kiss her, let alone anything further, but she wanted him wishing he could. Wanted him to ache for her. She wanted it to hurt. She had never thought of herself as dominant, particularly in the bedroom, but something about this Mike guy was bringing it out in her. She'd done a bit of research on the subject, and was wondering just what kind of submissive he was. There seemed to be a definite cuckold streak to him, and she would find out soon enough.

She had already decided on wearing red tonight, but there were still a couple of choices. Was she going to go with the sultry and seductive dress? Backless, low cut, made from satin, the hem ending just above her knees, but with a slit up the side ending at her hip. Or would she go for something brazen and slutty? A small red latex crop top, ending just below her breasts, along with a 6" red latex microskirt. She saw merit in both choices, both quite sexy, but sending very different messages.

The dress said elegant, it said he'd have to work for it, would have to earn her attention, that she was a Goddess worth worshipping. The skirt and top on the other hand said something very different. That she was a slut, that she was looking to get fucked, that she wanted cock, just not his. Such a difficult decision, one she thought about as she stood there, naked in her bedroom, looking at the two choices laid out on her bed before her.