
Ann handed me a glass of white wine with a swirl of a red substance not quite mixed in. I recognized the kir and complimented Ann for remembering what I had ordered at our lunch. Ann beckoned me to follow her and she led me into her bedroom.
"Make yourself comfortable" she said motioning for me to sit on a stuffed armchair. "Is there any special way you'd like me to dress tonight?" Ann inquired repeating the question to which I hadn't an answer earlier.
"Not really. What do you mean?"
"Well, do you want to show me off, do you want me to be very prim and proper, something in between?"
Sensing that I didn't have an answer, Ann said she'd try on a few outfits and that she'd wear whichever I wanted. Ann opened a door to a walk-in closet in which I could see a chest of drawers and a whole series of built in shelves with various garments neatly folded. She reached into an area where there were double hung bars filled with clothing on hangers and removed a dark violet dress. A gray suit followed as did a pair of black velvet trousers.
Ann let her robe slip off her shoulders. She was wearing a bra and pantyhose, sheer to the waist-and no panties. She pulled the violet dress over her head, stepped into a pair of heels and facing a mirror smoothed the way the dress lay. Turning to face me, Ann said that she thought this would be a conservative choice. She was stunning. She looked elegant and refined. I told her that she looked wonderful and that I'd be very happy if she went like that.
