Talking about my weakness for shoes brought to mind another thing I really like. Dressing up in elegant, yet sexy clothes. The feel of the silk against my legs as I pull the stockings up to the garters, the way the diamond necklace lays over my exposed collar bone in the low cut evening gown, the way the arm length satin gloves sparkle as I take the wine glass from you. These are all good examples of how being able to make myself beautiful also gets me aroused.
Walking into the dinner party, on your arm looking my best is a special treat for me. Seeing the sidelong glances from both the men and the women, most of whom would love to be in your place being able to have me, the rest purely jealous of how well I carry being sexy and elegant at the same time just fuels my mischievous nature.
Wouldn't you like to feel my silk clad foot sliding in between your legs under the table, while I stare into your eyes, just a hint of playfulness hiding in my eyes? Or would you rather be able to run your hands over my taught ass as we dance, your other hand caressing the small of my back, feeling my skin react to your touch on my backless dress?
You know I enjoy it when you show me off as the trophy girl I like to be. I like it even more than you think, because I know you can't wait to get home with me to undress your Kiwi girl.