I’ve recently rediscovered the joy of dressing. Ever since I quit my job at the hospital two years ago, I haven’t had any reason to get dressed in the morning. I’m usually running around the house naked as often as I can.

But over the past week, I’ve been stretching my limbs and walking over to the closet, picking out a pretty cotton dress for me to wear. As I pull the sundress over my generous ass and zip it from behind, I look over my shoulder and find Jay watching me, curiously aroused.

He topples me over on the bed, licking and fucking and ooh-ing and aah-ing. He hikes my hemline up over my hips and pulls the strap off my shoulder as he fucks me, grabbing at my breast and crinkling my dress.