Sexiest Outfit

Stacy stripped and put on a bright red lace thong and matching bra. She put on a short leather skirt, four-inch spike-heeled shoes and a tight bright red, crop-top halter top. She teased her hair up a bit and put on some red lipstick and admired herself in the mirror. "Damn, I'm hot!" she said to reassure herself. She playfully licked her finger and stuck it on her hip and made a sizzle sound.

She walked to a trendy bar and grille two blocks from her apartment. She strutted down the sidewalk then in side. She sashayed up to the bar and took a seat. She sat sideways to the bar and crossed her legs, waiting to see if a man would offer to buy her a drink.

A few men walked by, but none of them gave her more than a passing glance. She was finally reduced to buying herself a glass of white wine. She made eye contact with a handsome man. She tucked some hair behind her ear and smiled at him. The man only nodded and then looked around for something else to look at and turned to watch a football game on one of the TVs.

"The fuck?" muttered Stacy before thinking: "If I showed any more skin, I'd be a stripper. What do I need to do?"