baby steps

So it has been a little over a week since our discussion about Sarah. We both agreed taking things slow is a good idea. Hell we are both nervious. We joked about sharing clothes, she snorted saying I was much smaller than she is. Her eyebrows rose when I explained a male size. One of the unending facinations I have is how complex womens sizing is, and how often women don't understand how it relates to a man. A tiny waist a size 8 does not make.

So, first baby step, heels hose panties  and an apron. She watched in rapt facination as I did the dishes. She was a little freeked out by not being freeked out. I turned clasped my hands in front of me ( admittedly feeling a little awkward being sans makeup and in dire need of a nair attack). She looked me up and down and bit her lower lip and admitted she was more than a little turned on.

fighting the urge to rush, honest.