a sheer thing

we were bored
out of our minds
once upon a time
luckily for us
some of the most
beautiful moments
are born out of boredom
i prompted you to your feet
and removed all of your clothing
you were giggling
and asking me what i was doing
i said, never you mind
that it was a surprise
you giggled some more
and said that you were cold
i said, not to worry
that i had a plan to dress you
laughing at my peculiarity
you said, but you just undressed me
i said, i know, silly
so that i can dress you in a different outfit
you sighed and played along
for my benefit
i said, excuse me for a moment
and retreated to the kitchen
i came back with saran wrap in hand
you giggled and said nothing
i said, don't move a muscle
i started high on your thighs
you giggled when the plastic touched your skin
and said, what do you think you're doing, mister?
i smiled and said, shhh, i'm working
i circled you ten times
you giggled with each pass
i stopped just above your nipples
gently, i used the razored edge
to separate you from the box
i stood back and said, tada!
now that's a sight for sore eyes
i dressed you in a most decadent
translucent cocktail dress
we giggled in unison
and together
we looked forward
to getting you out of it