A Religious Experience

Then I can't believe what I said next. "Do you think you could come over tonight? I'm wearing the dress you sent me, one of them fit perfectly, but I want you to just watch and nothing else."

"Really? Hold on one second please." I then heard him talk to someone. When he got back on the phone he said very loudly. "I will be there soon and I will bring the books. Goodbye."

I got up and put a little more mascara on and even dabbed on a little perfume. I couldn't believe I was going to show a man my new dress. I stood in front of the mirror and made sure I looked nice in all directions. The knock on the door was very light and I hurriedly opened it. He walked in with a box and a huge smile on his face. "I was not expecting your call. I am surprised, but I'm very happy about it." He laid the box down and pulled out two bottles of wine. "The rest is books, I will take them back, I needed a reason to get out of the house." I looked at the clock it was almost eleven.

"Let me see you." He said and he motioned me to stand. "You like the dress, yes? I got it from my feter, my uncle." I smiled and shook my head. "I traded, I will give the others back unless you have friends." I just shook my head again. He then really looked at me, now that the wine was poured and I was about six feet away from him. "You are very pretty, I did not expect any of this."

I spun around and then I lifted my dress to show off more of my legs. I was feeling very flirty. He sat down and couldn't stop looking at them. "I love woman's legs, it is my only weakness. God has given me only one."

I turned around and showed him the back. "You like?" I cooed. I was starting to enjoy myself, I felt like a model.

"I do." He told me. I started to tease him by rubbing my legs, pulling up the pantyhose, trying to make my legs look even more perfect. "You make a very good woman, better than most of the non-Jewish girls in the neighborhood." He watched me as I moved and then I sat down and crossed my legs, tucking the dress under me. "Donna? Would you mind if I relieve myself? I'm sorry. I would understand if you said no."