I knew it… you wouldn't resist. That day, I wore the shortest, sexiest dress… the kind you could easily slip your hand underneath, without any effort… and get exactly where you wanted. I appeared unannounced… just the way that messes with your head. Slowly… looking straight at you… as if I already knew exactly what you were thinking right now. “You like it when I show up like this, don't you…” My voice came out low… drawn out… almost a whisper. I moved closer to the camera… without rushing… letting the moment happen. “Without giving you a choice…” I leaned slightly forward… as if I were on all fours on your lap, picking something up from the floor… playing with the line between teasing… and making you lose control. “Because I know…” A firm look. “That when you start looking at me… your mind wanders…” A small, mischievous smile. “Very far…” I ran my hand slowly, provocatively… without showing too much… just suggesting… just letting you imagine. “And you try to hold back… try to control yourself…” A pause. Just when the angle reveals exactly what you most want to see… what you yearn to take for yourself. I moved even closer… almost as if to whisper in your ear. “But I feel…” Lower voice. “When you’re already completely captivated…” I bit my lip lightly… holding your gaze. “And it’s at that moment… that I like to make things worse…” I pulled back just a little… enough to leave you wanting more. “Because I don’t give you everything easily…” Provocative smile. “I leave you wanting… thinking… imagining…” Another pause. Direct gaze… my hands slowly sliding… while I hold you close. “Until you come after me… the way I like it.”