The thin piece going up the back slips right into the crack of my ass. Hmmm.... feels kinda neat.I pick up the dress and think, 'Wow I can't believe I...am about to do this'. I am going to be wearing a dress for my wife Nicki. I slip the dress over my head then adjust it over my body. I look in the mirror. 'WOW.......is it ever short !!!' and look at those legs!! My god I am going to be one hot sexy girl for Nicki tonight. I laugh to myself...this is such a turn on. I can't wait till Nicki sees. I have seen this style of dance and the couples don’t even look at each other and the smile, the smile is so false. Even this is not true flamenco.’ She said, nodding towards the dancers. ‘If this isn’t the true flamenco, what is?’ I asked, and here I was thinking that I had found what I had been looking for this past month. ‘Tomorrow, at siesta time I will come for you, I will teach you something of the flamenco and when you are good enough I will show the real flamenco. You will dance with. We should have done it sooner but the thought nevercrossed our minds. It was scary in a way but necessary if Corey and Iwanted to continue our sex life as we had for the past two months.That night, we had another softball game in our intramural league. Thegame was a total disaster. Everyone was frustrated at our performance withme doing nothing to help things, including missing a little pop up.Back at the dorm, Kris, Corey and I were discussing the game and how awfulwe played. Our door opened. "Okay, Hawk. You win this round. I'll stop teasing you and let you tell me the rest of your story." She sat at the counter on a barstool, her legs folded beside her almost demurely.Lord, she was so sexy I almost gave in. I picked up my wineglass and sipped it, looking at her face and trying to savor my victory while my body told me what an idiot I was being. I regretted the decision already but I refused to give in. This had become a matter of pride."The rest of the business is finding out if.