Thanks for the outfit, you really want me to wear this out? I stand here, the city skyline stretching behind me, feeling the cool breeze against my exposed skin. These tiny jean shorts leave little to the imagination, and I can feel his eyes on me, hungry and eager. I smile, knowing exactly what I’m doing. The striped shirt draped over my shoulders is just for show, a tease, a promise of what’s to come. I’m playing with fire, and I love every second of it.
Midnight Tease on the Balcony
And as I shift my weight, the shorts ride up even higher, revealing more of my ass. I can almost hear his thoughts, can almost feel his hands on me, pulling me close. But I’m not ready to give in just yet. I want to draw this out, to make him wait, to make him want me even more. The city lights twinkle in the distance, but all I can focus on is the heat building between us. I’m in control, and I’m going to make him beg for it. But I know he’s watching, waiting for my next move. And I’m going to give him a show he won’t forget. I turn slightly, giving him a better view, a hint of what’s underneath. I can feel the tension, the anticipation, and it’s intoxicating. I’m his hotwife, and I’m going to make sure he never forgets it.


