"Short skits and corsets, jeans and a tank top...I think once I wore something similar to this, but it had more covering. It was a stocking dress." She said, but didn't state who she wore it in front of. "I dress to impress, lover." She leaned in, nipping at his ear. "And it obviously works," she added in a pure, her hips gently rocking against his.
She smiled, kissing him softly, tenderly, at odds with the high sexuality of her clothing and movements.