You get an idea

“Oh…” Melody says and lowers the glass while pouting her lips, somehow managing to look ridiculously cute and awe-inspiringly sexy all at the same time.

“Melody,” you desperately want to do something in return for the little display that she’s just put on, and an idea is forming in your head as you speak, “I’ve got an idea.”

“Yeah?” Melody cocks an eyebrow and looks at you like she’s **** to hear it.

“Remember what you told me about wanting to surprise me by wearing an elegant black dress?”

“Yeah…” Melody now appears as though she’s got a notion of where you’re taking this, but she lets you continue anyway.

“Well, you got one, right?” You bring out your right arm so that your hand can softly stroke the side of her face, your fingers brushing aside a lock of hair that’s fallen down across her left cheek.

“Uh-huh…” Melody smiles at you again as her hand comes up to caress your wrist.

“So why don’t you go and put it on,” it’s her fantasy, and you want her to get to live it out in one form or another, “while I take a shower and get the glasses clean?”

“You want me to put on my black dress?” Melody asks you as a summary of your suggestion.

“Well yeah… I mean, we don’t have to do the whole candlelit dinner and everything, but I just thought that you should get to do that bit at least.”

“You’re such a dork,” Melody smiles with her mouth and those emerald eyes of hers as she leans in and gives you a quick kiss, “I love that about you.”

“Thanks, I guess…” You respond with a smile of your own, the way in which Melody is leaning against you so that her breasts are pressing against your chest serving to remind you that you’re sporting a pretty severe hard-on.

“I’ll go and get dressed then,” Melody offers you another soft kiss and then slips out of your grasp before sauntering across your living room, looking past her shoulder to show her appreciation of how you’re admiring her incredible backside by sending you a naughty smile, and then disappears out through the doorway leading into your shared bedroom.

Letting out a happy sigh, you shake your head and then go off in the other direction, already pulling your wet shirt over your head before entering the bathroom.

You still haven’t fully comprehended just how deeply your and Melody’s relationship has changed, and you’re almost in a state of shock as you strip out of the rest of your clothes and step into the tub and pull the shower curtain in place before turning on the water.

With your hard cock sticking out in front of you, you grab the bar of soap as the water sprays down on you and use it against your pits, your stomach and your crotch, soaping them up while the downpour of warm water relaxes your muscles.
The shower is quickly dealt with, and you turn off the water and grab a towel to rub yourself reasonably dry before stepping out of the tub.

As you get out of the bathroom, Melody is nowhere to be seen, so you guess that she’s still in your room, getting dressed. Not wanting to barge in on her while she’s getting ready for you, you pick up the two glasses and walk into the kitchen wearing nothing but the towel that’s wrapped around your waist.

It’s definitely a good thing that you clean out the dirty glasses, you think as you hold them under the tap above your kitchen sink, watching the water rinse away the grime and dirt until the glasses look reasonably clean.

Cleaning the glasses and then washing them again before drying them off with a towel, you walk back into the living room just as Melody enters it, and one look at her is enough to almost make you drop the glasses.

The black dress that she’s put on is both little and elegant, with it being strapless and cupping her breasts while it clings to her curves in a way which does nothing to conceal them.

“So, do you like it?” Melody asks you as she holds her hands out above the hemline of her dress, which goes just above her knees, “I haven’t had the time to put on any makeup or anything…”

“You’re…” you struggle to find the right words, “Fuck, you’re stunning!”

Truth be told, you couldn’t care less about the fact that Melody hasn’t got on any makeup or that she isn’t wearing a necklace or earrings as she sashays her way towards you, the high heels of her black shoes tapping against the floor with each step she takes.

“My towel’s wet!” You blurt out as Melody comes up to you, not wanting to ruin her dress and then you tense up as Melody reaches out with her right hand and use it to yank the towel open so that it falls off you.

“Oops,” Melody sends an impish smile your way as her action means that you’re now standing completely naked in front of her.