You know, guys, there's one thing you really underestimate.

When I put on beautiful lingerie (not just “comfortable,” but beautiful), I feel completely different.

I get this inner poise, a slight arrogance in my gait, a feeling that I can do anything right now.

And then there's that moment when you've already taken off my dress/T-shirt/whatever I was wearing...

and there's not just “normal lingerie,” but a lace set that I specifically chose, thinking, “This is going to make me look fucking sexy” —

it's like I'm making a little private confession to you:

“Yes, I wanted you to see me like this today.”

So when you write, “I don't care, as long as it comes off quickly,” it's a little sad 😔

Because for us, it's not just a piece of cloth.

It's a mood, it's anticipation, it's “I tried hard for you today.”

So if you ever want to make me happy without much effort —

just say once:

“Damn, what a beautiful bra you're wearing today... I almost don't want to take it off.”

And believe me, after those words, I'll take it off very slowly myself 😈

Do you even notice what kind of underwear we're wearing? Or is it really “just get it off”? 👀