A Night of Desperate Ladies
You go check on her and find her frantically trying to undo her dress.
"Oh thank God" she exclaims. "PLEASE help me undo this!"
She is dancing in place as you go to help. She's moving so much it's hard to grasp it, but soon you finally get the zipper down. The second it's unzipped, she frantically yanks the dress off, leaving her in a bra and spanx that go to the bottom of it. She struggles, grunting, whining, and cursing.
"Fucking spanx. First time and of course I can't get them off," then she looks back at you. "Can you help again?"
The dress was one thing, but this is getting awfully intimate.
"Oh thank God" she exclaims. "PLEASE help me undo this!"
She is dancing in place as you go to help. She's moving so much it's hard to grasp it, but soon you finally get the zipper down. The second it's unzipped, she frantically yanks the dress off, leaving her in a bra and spanx that go to the bottom of it. She struggles, grunting, whining, and cursing.
"Fucking spanx. First time and of course I can't get them off," then she looks back at you. "Can you help again?"
The dress was one thing, but this is getting awfully intimate.