Playing Dress-up
 

PLAYING DRESS-UP

My wife and I played dress-up …
Kinda silly don’t you know?
‘Cept I would be the clothing,
And wrapped around her I would go.

First I was her bra,
With both hands I held her up.
She called me her Living Bra,
So I kissed then gently sucked.

Next I was her panties,
Now this was a tricky bit,
At first I simply placed my hand upon her
And rubbed her smooth soft slit.

I must have done something right,
‘Cuz she said when I got done,
“I never had had panties,
Make me tingle and then cum!”

Next, of course, her blue jeans,
I had to think just how,
So I laid her back upon the bed,
Then wrapped myself around.

My legs intertwined with hers
And my hands massaged her buns,
I pressed myself against her,
My member rubbed her tum.

Satisfied her jeans were on now,
Next came her sexy top,
So I rubbed her arms like sleeves
While at her back, my chest did stop.

I had to reach around her,
To button her all up …
I found her tender buttons,
At the tip of her brassiere’s cups.

I pinched them just a little,
And heard her start to moan.
So I turned her around to face me,
To admire her lovely form.

Last thing I had to finish,
Were the shoes to fit her feet,
So I covered them with kisses …
Now, that was pretty neat.

She was all dressed and ready now,
In a lovely shade of pink,
I had to hold her close,
I could hardly think.

We wrapped our arms around each other,
And lay back upon the bed,
And into her my member slipped
It’s shiny moistened head.

I never knew how much fun,
I really must confess,
Can be had by dressing the one you love,
In virtual nothingness.