Tracey fit nicely in his arms, her waspish waste accentuated by the pull of the corset. With a laugh at his comment, she brought her hand up and affectionately touched the edge of his jaw. Well, he had made it fairly clear that he had wanted to be here. Now that his stomach was appeased, he could focus on being with her. Which was what they both had wanted.
"So...my surprise was, obviously, all of this. And me." Her smile was impish. He'd already seen her wearing this, but she figured he could play along. "Do you like my outfit?"
Outfit, indeed. Scant knickers, a corset, garter belt and hose. Not exactly something she'd wear to Charms class.