(Just so you can follow - the song lyrics are listed - then the story that happens at the paragraphs with ** show what is happening while those lyrics are playing)

Kiss:
You don't have to be beautiful
To turn me on
I just need your body, baby
From dusk till dawn
You don't need experience
To turn me out
You just leave it all up to me
I'll show you what it's all about

**I come up behind you, as the music starts, and I slowly pull one of my gloves free as I walk in front and around you, back to standing behind you and to the side – the glove is off and I drape part of it off of your shoulder opposite me and then run it across the front, tickling at your neck … slowly. I bend my body at the hips and lean forward, my satin covered breasts right at eye level for you as I softly blow on your neck and near your ear. (man I hope I’m doing this right, never tried a strip tease before, but you always leave me feeling more secure and daring, it’s one of the things I really like most about you.) As I’m doing that I’m working the other glove off my arm, but before I remove it completely, I run my gloved index finger down your face, starting at the temple, stop to tug lightly at your lower lip, then down you chin, neck and chest and then push lightly against your sternum, now standing in front of you, between your parted legs.

You don't have to be rich to be my girl
You don't have to be cool to rule my world
Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with
I just want your extra time and your KISS

**I sit down lightly on your right leg and drape the 2nd glove over your shoulder, leaving it there. I sway to the beat while sitting on your thigh and cross my leg to remove one shoe, look you straight in the eyes and do my best seductress look – I think it must be working because your pupils are dilated and you watch me intently. I arch my body and lean toward you at the same time, again giving you a birds eye view of what is covered by the black satin across my chest, I feel (more than hear) your soft groan of approval.

You got to not talk dirty, baby
If you wanna impress me
You can't be too flirty, mama
I know how to undress me
I want to be your fantasy
Maybe, you could be mine
You just leave it all up to me
We could have a real good time

**I stand now, both shoes off, one of them sitting in your lap precariously - near your growing excitement …. I turn so your hand is near my right side and begin to slowly lower the zipper of the dress, allowing the fabric to fall away from my chest slowly so you can see the bustier, garter, hose and panties (all black) that provide the sole remaining covering of my body, at least as far as you can see. Truthfully all of these items still cover more of me than the tank kini did. The dress falls away finally and I hand the edge of it to you while I step free of it, again standing between your legs – I balance by holding my hand on your shoulder.

You don't have to be rich to be my girl
You don't have to be cool to rule my world
Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with
I just want your extra time and your KISS

**As I step free, I arch my body – hard almost pushing my nipples into your mouth, …. But not quite, that would be too sudden of a move – I’m aiming for a really classy strip tease for your enjoyment. I move to the music – doing my best imitation of Jamie Lee Curtis in True Lies (though I only wish I were that slender) … you don’t seem to mind that I’m not! Just as Tom Jones sings KISS at the end of this verse, I lean in and kiss the tip of your nose and pull back quickly from your arms trying to pull me closer.

I think I'd better dance now.....

**I begin – ever so slowly to loosen the strapless merry-widow, undoing hook after hook, torturously slowly - all the while dancing to the music. It comes off my body only to display the very minimal black and red striped tube bra. I see your excitement and frustration, but you are a strong willed and patient man sometimes and you’re willing to let me play things out to the finish.

Women, not girls, rule my world
I said they rule my world
Act your age woman, not your shoe size
Maybe we could do the twirl?
You don't have to watch Dynasty
To have an attitude
You just leave it all up to me
My love will be your food

**I lean in, indicating for you to undo a garter from the top of the hose I am wearing. You do so, then the other one – both in front, then I step away, turn from you and do that slow bend - in rhythm with the music I display my backside for your visual enjoyment, reach down and between my legs to push your legs together and back up with my legs spread and nearly rub up against you with my butt, I flip at the garter hooks in the back, letting you know I need your help there …

You don't have to be rich to be my girl
You don't have to be cool to rule my world
Ain't no particular sign, I'm more compatible with,
I just want your extra time and your KISS

**I feel the slight shake in your hands as you release the hooks and I step away, then shift your legs slightly apart again as I straddle one and lean down, again giving you a great view of my chest and slowly roll down the stocking from that side. I pull it off my foot - fully bent from the hips and then rise and shake the stocking out, I wrap it behind your neck and pull you into my slow wet kiss – all the while I’m doing my best imitation of a lapdance, pressing against you.

**The song ends and we are still kissing and me still bumping and grinding against you. And then it starts to play again – I’m so glad I opted for that repeat play ….:p