Where her new black bra had still covered her breasts, only being low cut in the middle, this bra was cut in half it looked like. Their straps digging into her shoulders somewhat, when she had bended over to put her garter on, her breasts had all but slipped from the half cups.

She got aroused just looking at herself. Charles had chosen well. Charles. You are making the poor man wait. She hurriedly put on the sea blue dress and stepped in front of the mirror again. Floor length blue folds, with a v-neck, the dress fitted her perfectly, turning she could see the thin fabric hug her figure, her bottom was quite pronounced.

Swaying a little she adjusted the capped sleeves, they left her arms almost completely bare. She could never wear this out of the house. Charles probably didn't want her to.

Stop staring at yourself and go to him. One last look in the mirror, hair still perfect, dress perfect, no shoes but she didn't mind, her new gown fell to the floor anyway.

Her lipstick still in place, tears wiped away, eyes looking normal. Good, here we go.

'Good evening Charles.' She said warmly walking up from behind him and moving to stand in front of him. One leg propped up on her toes, she moved her hand to her waist.

Smiling down at him she felt herself getting warmer and warmer by the second.

'Wow, Elsie, Wow…' His eye had gone wider than she'd ever seen. He gawked at her, licking his lips.

Did he realise he did this ever time he was aroused? He couldn't know it made her think of him with his head between her legs. She hoped that tonight he eat her again.

'May I have this dance, Mr Carson?' She asked even though there was no music.

'You may.' He swallowed. 'However right now, that isn't possible.'

She grinned. 'How about I go and make dinner instead, have you picked a wine?'

'Yes dear, it's on the counter.'

Pouring them both a glass of wine she brought him his, setting it on the table next to his chair, she bend down and kissed his cheek. 'Thank you for my presents, I love them.'

'Are you pleased with how it looks?' She stepped back from him so he could see her better.

'Yes, very nice.' He croaked.

'Thank you.' She tried not to look too pleased with herself.

As she walked back to the kitchen she could hear Charles turn in his chair. He was watching her walk, she swayed her hips a bit more.