For a moment my brain stopped working as I tried to remember where the zipper on the dress was. On your back? On the side? I had no idea. I thought about telling him the truth, but I didn’t want to break the magic of our sensual game. Being with Aaron was too good a feeling. Obviously. It turned me on so much that I couldn’t remember how to take off my own dress. "Turn around." Two sharp but quite enough words. Aaron noticed what was happening and took the lead. Surprisingly, a wave of relief flowed through my body after he took charge. The heat of his fingers searching for the zipper and opening it fried my skin despite the layers of silk on it. Open at the waist, the dress allowed the fresh night air to stroke me. I felt his eyes on my back. "I'm sorry," he whispered in my ear as he turn
