Get ready and drive to Katie's apartment

You arrive at your girlfriend's apartment, knowing that she is almost certainly running late. Sure enough, she greets you at the door with wet hair and damp body wrapped in a towel.

“Hey babe!” She gives you a kiss that you lean into, wrapping your arm around her to lift the towel and grope her naked ass.

“Hey,” You finally greet her, breaking away and letting her catch her breath. “These are for you.” You pull out the small bouquet of roses that you picked up on your way over and she melts when she sees them.

“Aw, they're so pretty! Thank you!” She exclaims, inhaling deep from their scent. “Are these my present?” She asks, obviously hoping for something more. You hold up the gift box to confirm her suspicions and she immediately squeals.

“Happy anniversary.” You offer lovingly. She takes the box from you and bites her lip.

“Should I open it now or later?”

You shrug. “Either is fine.”

She hesitates, then giggles like a schoolgirl. “I wanna open it now!” Moving into the apartment, she hastily grabs a vase and tosses the flowers into it before setting to work on the gift box. Her eyes light up when she sees what's inside.

“Woah. Sexy.” She grins, echoing your reaction. She picks each piece up and holds it in front of her, eyeing the skimpy design and caressing the material. “What are these made of?” She asks curiously.

“I'm... not sure.” You stammer. “I didn't check.”

She scowls slightly. “There are no tags. Where did you get them?”

“Oh, just someplace online.” You try again to brush off the question nonchalantly.

“Hmm... well, they look like the right size.” She smiles at you mischievously. “Should I wear them tonight?”

You return her grin. “Only if I get to see them.”

She leans forward and kisses you again. “After dinner. On the floor.”

“I like the sounds of that.” You murmur.

She glances at the clock behind you. “But only if we make our reservation on time. So I should put these on and finish getting ready.” Reluctantly, you agree and let her leave with the underwear in hand.

Later than you would have preferred, but early enough to meet your reservation, Katie emerges from her bedroom dressed in a form fitting little black dress and sparkly gold heels. You whistle when you see her.

“Damn.”

She giggles at the catcall and does a twirl.

“You like?” She asks, already knowing the answer.

“I love. But I didn't get to see my present on you.” You comment in disappointment.

“Don't worry. You will.” She reassures you.

“Do they fit?”

She nods eagerly. “Amazingly well, actually. And they feel very... sensual. I wish I knew what that material is.” You sigh in quiet relief once again.

“I'm just glad you like it. Shall we go?”

“Absolutely.”