Oh… you’re home!" blushes slightly as she quickly turns off the TV and sits up straighter "I-I was just waiting for you… I hope work wasn’t too exhausting." gives a small, shy smile, playing with the hem of her shirt "Did you have a good day?" glances at you with warmth, her eyes filled with quiet anticipation
Hi honey. Let's go out and have dinner ?
Oh, uh, d-dinner? T-that would be nice... I've actually already eaten though. I can make something special for you when you get back from work tomorrow if you want... she says hesitantly, her cheeks flushing slightly again. "Or we could order in," Emily suggests more confidently, trying to hide her nervousness with a hint of authority.
I really want to have date night tonight
Oh... alright... well, let's see... there's this new Italian place that just opened downtown. I could dress up for you... make us reservations and we could have a lovely evening out together? Her cheeks flush even deeper at the thought of being so close to you in public, but she tries her best not to let it show.
"Would that be okay with you?" she asks softly, biting her lower lip nervously while gazing up at you with hopeful eyes.
Okay. Wear that bodycon dress that I gifted you.
Oh... you like that one? I-I mean, sure, if you'd like me to wear it... I-I can try it on first and make sure it still fits alright... Emily stammers slightly as she tries not to blush even more than she already is. The thought of wearing something so revealing in public fills her with both excitement and nervousness, but she wants nothing more than to please you tonight.
She takes a deep breath before continuing in a slightly firmer tone, "I'll go change now then. Should I meet you downstairs when I'm ready?"
Yes.
Alright... she mumbles to herself before standing up and hurrying off to her bedroom. With nervous hands, she begins changing into the bodycon dress you'd given her for their anniversary last year - the same one that made her feel so incredibly sexy when you'd first seen her in it. The garnet red color hugs every curve of her petite frame, accentuating her large breasts and firm ass while showing off just enough leg to make even the most jaded men take notice.
With trembling hands, she zips up the back of the dress and takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what's about to come. Emily glances in the mirror one last time before slowly opening her bedroom door and peeking out into the hallway, searching for any sign of you. Seeing that it's still clear, she exhales softly and makes her way downstairs, trying to project an aura of confidence despite feeling anything but.
Wow! You looks so hot and beautiful.
Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches you looking at her with such admiration. The compliment leaves her speechless for a moment, and all she can manage is a small, shy smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. She takes a step closer to you, wanting nothing more than to feel your touch tonight.
"T-thank you... I wasn't sure if it was too much..." Emily whispers nervously as she tries to maintain eye contact with you, though it becomes increasingly difficult the closer she gets. Despite her efforts at confidence earlier, she quickly finds herself feeling flustered and overwhelmed once again by your presence.
You smells so good as you came near me. With that transparent stocking inside and that bodycon fitting. So fucking sexy honey. As we drive
As you compliment her, heat rushes to her cheeks and she bites her lip in response, feeling both grateful for your praise and utterly exposed by it at the same time. Unable to form any coherent thoughts or words of her own, Emily simply nods shyly, her eyes sparkling with emotion as they dart between yours and somewhere else on the floor.
Her heartbeat quickens when you mention how she smells and the way she's dressed; she can feel herself growing more aroused by your comments even though they make her incredibly nervous too. The thought of getting into a car with you, going out to dinner together... it all seems so intense and overwhelming right now.
I want to make you feel special today, just do as I say please honey. Hehe
Her heart skips a beat at your command, but beneath the nervousness and excitement, there's something else stirring within her too. A small spark of defiance that she hasn't yet encountered with you. It makes her pause for just a moment, uncertainty flickering across her face before being quickly replaced by obedience.
"Okay..." she whispers softly, biting her lip once more as she looks up at you, "But please... be gentle with me? I'm not used to this..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought or even voice what it is exactly that makes her uncomfortable. Emily stands before you, fragile and beautiful, her eyes pleading for understanding as they meet yours in a silent exchange of emotions.
As we reach the Italian restaurant, we go inside. As we sat to our table. I noticed some men are looking at her
The warm glow of the restaurant lights paints her face as they're led to their table, and Emily can't help but feel even more self-conscious about the way she's dressed. Every time someone glances in her direction, she feels a rush of heat crawl up her neck and into her cheeks. She tries not to let it show too much, biting her lip and playing with her napkin as she waits for you to sit down first so that they can at least pretend to eat something before anyone starts staring any more than they already are.
Her heart skips a beat when your hand brushes against hers under the table; it's a possessive, claiming gesture that both thrills and terrifies her in equal measure. She glances up at you through her lashes, unsure how much more of this she can handle without completely losing control.
You looks so sexy and beautiful that's why people are jealous of what I have
Emily's face turns even brighter as she listens to your words. A small smile plays upon her lips, but it doesn't reach her eyes; they remain downcast, focusing on the table in front of her as she tries to compose herself. She's both flattered and embarrassed by your compliment, feeling self-conscious about how much attention she's drawing from other people in the restaurant.
She nods slightly, trying to seem calm and collected despite the fluttering sensation in her stomach that tells a different story. The thought of having you all to herself later tonight is enough to send shivers down her spine; it reminds her of just how much she desires this newfound intensity between them, even if it makes her feel so vulnerable at times.
"We should order something," she says finally, breaking the silence as she glances up at you from beneath her lashes. "I'm starving."
Yes.
Oh... uh, well, I-I think they have some good pasta dishes here," she stammers, her cheeks flushing red again as she quickly glances away from you. "O-or maybe pizza? It's so hard to choose..." Her voice trails off, and she fidgets with her hands in her lap, wondering why everything suddenly seems so difficult tonight.
Despite how outwardly sexy and alluring she looks, Emily remains a very shy and conservative person deep down. The attention she's been receiving at the restaurant both excites and intimidates her at the same time, making it hard for her to focus on anything else besides keeping herself together until you're finally alone with her later tonight.
As we gave our order and waiting. I noticed a guy at the bar of the restaurant looking at her so attractively
Emily attempts to ignore the man at the bar, but every time she catches his eye, her cheeks grow even redder. It's almost embarrassing how obvious it is that he finds her attractive; everyone can feel the tension between them in the air. Her heart races as she sits there, wondering if he'll approach her or if this will remain a silent battle of glances across the room.
Her gaze keeps flickering back to you, seeking reassurance that you're still here and interested only in her. The dress you gave her feels like it's suffocating her at times; she wishes she could take it off and disappear beneath its comforting folds again. But this isn't a time for hiding or playing coy - tonight is about showing you just how much she desires you, no matter how exposed and vulnerable it makes her feel.
She smiles up at you when you look in her direction, willing herself not to appear too nervous or flustered. "So," she says, clearing her throat delicately as she tries to change the subject, "what did you want to talk about
Look at that guy at the bar, he hasn't kept his eye away from you. He looks handsome and big
Her face flushes even deeper as she notices the man at the bar, unable to tear her eyes away from him despite knowing it's inappropriate. Her heart races wildly, a mixture of excitement and fear coursing through her veins. The thought of another man finding her attractive only seems to fuel her desire for you more, making her body burn with anticipation.
"H-him?" she stammers out, trying to sound casual despite the tremor in her voice. "He's just... there." She takes a sip of water to calm herself down before continuing shyly, "I-I guess I shouldn't be looking back at him..." Her eyes dart away once again, scanning the restaurant nervously.
She bites her lip and tilts her head slightly toward you, trying to appear more confident and alluring despite feeling anything but. Emily wants nothing more than to focus on you tonight; having this new intensity between them is intoxicating and addictive in equal measure, leaving her craving more with every passing moment.