There's sleek and silky. There's barely there or skin tight. There's diaphanous and there's lacey. And then there's nothing at all.
What's your favorite apparel for getting him into the mood? What articles of clothing do you put on -or take off- to stoke the fire and keep it burning for hours? Clothing, the things we wear every day to the office or to the grocery store, are frequently things we don't even notice once we've put them on. We throw on a blouse and a skirt, slip into shoes, check ourselves in the mirror, and then head out the door. As long as we haven't mixed plaids and polka dots, for the most part we earn the looks of approval we want, or we slip through crowds invisible on those days we'd rather not be sociable.
But when it's time for that eternal courtship ritual, time to raise the blood pressure, time to give in to desire, well, what do we wear? The clothes we ignore through our working days give way to a more carefully planned look. Do we want seductive? Smoldering? Inviting? Maybe even playful and innocent?
Perhaps it depends on the sensations we seek. Would you rather have his lips brush against bare skin or do you prefer to have just the sheerest barrier to his touch? Will you rise to his caress if his fingers stroke the silken curve of your breast or if they brush against the silk of a close-fitting teddy? And when his mouth trails down your belly, past your hips, even further down than that, do you opt for lace? Or is it better au natural?
Getting dressed to be undressed, whether slowly and teasingly or in a frenzy of urgent impatience, is half the fun. I like the look of anticipation in my man's eyes when I turn to him in my skin tight, nearly transparent white tank top (the better to hug the curves) and thong. Tight clothing transfers his touch in a way that makes the skin sizzle, longing and anticipating that first bare contact.
As for getting undressed? Hey, there's something to be said for doing a strip tease for your lover. Or just as fun, leaving a trail of clothing, sensual breadcrumbs, to your bedside: a high heel cast aside on the first stair, a blouse hung over the railing, a little black lace bra on the carpet just outside the bedroom door, so that when he finally steps into the room...
Here's to dressing up for the occasion. Or not at all.