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It was one of those serene evenings, and I had just gotten back home from a long day at the university. I was lounging on my couch in a breezy sundress that barely touched my knees, allowing the evening air to flirt with my skin. My phone vibrated next to me.
Jake: “Hey there, long time! What are you up to?”
Me: “Just got home. Relaxing in a comfy sundress. How about you?”
Jake: “Trying to imagine you in that sundress. It must be framing your body perfectly, highlighting all your best features.”
I smiled at the thought. Jake had this uncanny ability to paint vivid pictures with words.
Me: “It’s one of my favorites. Light, airy, makes me feel free. I bet you’d like it.”
Jake: “I’m sure I would. What’s it like at the top? Is there a button? Maybe a string holding it together?”
Me: “It has thin straps and a low-cut neckline. Why?”
Jake: “Imagine me standing right in front of you, fingers brushing lightly over those straps, feeling their smooth texture. Maybe giving them a little tug, making the dress fall a little, teasingly revealing more of your chest.”
I felt a shiver run down my spine, his words transporting me into the fantasy.
