“okay” she replies softly.
Taking the last few steps till I am standing right behind her. She swallows and I see the pulse at the base of her neck moving fast and beating rapidly.
Lifting my hands and gently placing them on her shoulders so I don’t spook her. She is like a frightened hyper aware kitten.
I graze my hands up and down the nape of her neck.
She shakes and lets out a deep sigh.
My hand reaches for the zipper and pull it down painstakingly slow.
As I drag it down the smooth expanse of her back and neck becomes visible to me.
Her skin is like milk, looks so beautiful, unblemished and pure.
She asked for my help in unzipping her dress and here I am like an obsessed man standing with her bare back to me and thinking of the ways I can touch her, make her tremble and make
