Cherry Dress Tease & Denial Phone Sex

saturday window · cherry dress · no finish yet

I had the dress on because it was Saturday and I felt like being looked at. Cherry red. Little white dots. The window was throwing that cheap gold light across the table and I kept catching myself in the glass like some pin-up who forgot she had dishes in the sink.

He called already breathing wrong. I smiled. I always do. I asked if his hand was on it. He said yes like that was going to impress me. I told him to take it off. That is how Tease & Denial Phone Sex starts in my house. Not a speech. A dress and a no.

I described the zipper in the back I couldn’t quite reach. The way the fabric sat on my hips. How warm the sun was on my thighs when I sat on the table edge like a bad idea. He put his hand back without asking. I laughed at him. Not mean-mean. Sweet-mean. The kind that makes a man apologize and then do it again.

Two strokes. Stop. I made him tell me what the dress would look like on my bedroom floor and then I said it was staying on. I like that little noise they make. Like they just remembered who is running the afternoon.

If you were him, what would you do right here?

I took him to the edge twice and left him there like a cigarette I wasn’t done with. The third time I let him hear me shift, heel hooked on the chair rung, and I talked about my mouth like I might use it and then I didn’t. That’s the part they call me back for. Not the ending. The almost.

He begged pretty. I’ll give him that. I still said not yet. Tease & Denial Phone Sex only works if you can sit in the heat without grabbing the prize. I made him count backwards from ten with his fist still. He messed up on six. We started over. I hummed. The fridge kicked on. Very glamorous.

When I finally let him come I made it small. No big movie finish. Just “now” in that soft voice and he broke like he’d been holding a door shut. I stayed on the line. I always do. Men who bolt after they get what they want don’t get the dress story twice.

I poured a drink I didn’t need and told him to think about my zipper for the rest of the day. If you want that kind of Saturday, you know where I am. I’ll put the dress on. I’ll say no until it matters. That’s my version of Tease & Denial Phone Sex. Slow. A little sticky. Not in a hurry to be nice.

Call if you’re already twitching about it. Don’t perform. I can hear that too.

He came when I said now. Not one second sooner.

Sugar 🍒

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