Navi had managed to get the corset more or less on with the help of the mirror in her bathroom, and had wiggled into the thong, stockings, and heels in record time. She let her hair down, brushing it so it flowed down her shoulders like a golden halo. She had turned the lights down in her bedroom and lit a couple of candles when she heard him speak.
She walked out of the room, crossing over to him and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. The heels gave her a few more inches of height, but she was 5'3" in stocking feet, and she was still substantially smaller than him in heels. "Hey."