Arielle was dressed to kill for our date. Granted I had just mentioned in passing that we were going on a date. I didn't expect that she would be dressed so…hot.
She was in a little black dress that clung to her body like second skin. The dress had spaghetti straps and it showed off her cleavage.
She also wore a diamond necklace that fell on the valley of her breasts. Where did she get makeup and heels to match her attire?
Even in her heels, she didn't quite reach my height. She was still much shorter than I was. She had too look up at me so she could speak to me.
"You look gorgeous," I told her as I held out my hand for her to take. Sh eagerly put hers in mine and watched in delight as I lifted the back of her hand to my mouth and placed a light kiss.
"Thank you. You look handsome as well." She said shyly as she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
