"Well," I said. "I do like how I look on you. Could you let me see what you look like with only me on?"
"Walk about with only a bra on?"
"Just for a few minutes. Long enough for me to see us in the mirror. Please?"
Sarah had a funny smile, like she knew she was humoring me, but thought What the hell. She took everything else that she had on off, even her watch. In a few seconds, I saw her. The knowledge that the only thing she had on was me was kind of a turn-on. And the rest of her was DAMNED sexy!
"Well," she said. "What do you think?"
"I think you're the hottest hottie I've ever seen! Especially in me!"
"Getting all horny again?"
"Yes."
"But how? You're not you! You're a bra! You don't have anything to be horny with right now!"
I hadn't thought about it, but she was right. "But I AM horny!" I said to her. "I can feel it just like when I was myself. Maybe it's like when someone loses an arm or something, but they still get an occassional twinge, a phantom pain or itch."
"Hmmmm ... "
"What are you 'hmmmm-ing' for?"
"I want to try something. But I want to be careful how I word it."