The night has fallen, but it's only just begun. You've been waiting in anticipation all day, part anxious and part (okay, a substantial part) turned on thinking about the events about to unfold. You watch as your Maria goes to the bedroom, and then as she emerges in the living room again, wearing only her skimpiest black g-string and a sexy black lace bra.

Maria walks toward you carrying two dresses, and even just this sight of her looking so good is enough to make your balls rush with cum, your temperature rise... you feel yourself start to breathe a bit quicker, your heart beat a little faster. The sight of her lithe, hourglass figure in those little black lace pieces makes you want to walk closer, grab her with one arm and kiss her as you use the other to rip her panties off right then and there.

As she talks about the two dress options (both black, both skimpy, short, with cleavage and one even has holes cut out in the sides if it weren't already suggestive enough), all you can see is them on her as she walks into a bar, or dances with her girlfriends, and you can already see the room full of other men's eyes on her tight little body. The competitive thoughts, and the confronting reality that this is happening, makes your cock throb against the chastity device as it begs to be freed, to grow, to touch.

She asks, "Which dress should I wear baby?"