I stood in front of the bedroom mirror and ran my hands down the front of my dress one more time. The black fabric was so tight it felt like a second skin. It hugged every curve of my hips and only just covered my ass. If I bent over even a little, the hem would ride up and show everything. No bra. My nipples were already stiff and poking hard against the thin material every time I breathed in. No panties either. Alex had been clear about that when he laid the dress out for me earlier. Bare and ready. That was the rule for tonight.

I shifted my...