"It will be an honor to be on your arm," Daphne responded with a sincere smile. It really would be amazing if it was everything that she had been lead to believe it would be. "It's going to be hard to wait!"
Daphne gave an exasperated sigh. "Of fine, be like that. Don't tell me." She chuckled.
Undoing the sides, she let the corset fall away. Dipping the shoulder of her dress, she lightly pulled it down. Hiking up her skirt, she showed off her lacy, black garter holding up black stockings.
Daphne peeled the dress off over a few minutes. She coyly hid her body as best as she could to entice Sara as she did. She dropped the dress to pool at her feet and smirked at Sara. She was clad in her black boots, black stocking and matching black lace garter and bra with her hat still atop her head.
"Ta-da!" she announced with a wry grin, holding her arms out to pose.